Текст и перевод песни DeseR - Cumpleañero Perdedor

Cumpleañero Perdedor

Hey de ti no e escuchado desde hace un rato
Un asunto pendiente no e cerrado ese contrato
Me mantengo al tanto de ti por que sigo
Siendo ese niño que te ha llorado tanto
Y ya cumpliendo veinte me callo el veinte
En este cuento yo no fui el valiente que mas (a)
E pensado que el amor no existe como cosa
Solo por que no lo tengo que cosa tan envidiosa
Escuchando porter te recuerdo

No se si lo sientas pero de algo yo me acuerdo
Amor tras la puerta que forma tan necia
Padesco de amnesia pero no te olvido
Tanto e vivido o tanto e muerto
Reviviendo me divierto

Con el ojo abierto a cada paso dado
El niño mas triste del condado
Y pasando de hoja
La tineta esta regada no es de la roja pero esta pegada
Las cartas quemadas, las hare canciones
Tus uñas pintadas, desbordo corazones
Agradezco por lo que me haz dado
Voy jugando con la suerte al tirar los dados
Tanto e corrido tras de ti, ya me perdi
Sentado en la banqueta, mis cortes desatados
El helado ya no sabe bueno
Me susurra el viento que te a visto descalza
Y el alma a tope la mía en galope
Pensando en que no e sido un torpe
Mi sentimiento sigue aquí espero no estorbe
(Cumplañero perdedor ocho de febrero)
(Y te extraño)

Loser Birthday Boy

Hey I haven't heard from you in a while
A pending matter I haven't closed that contract
I keep up with you because I still am
Being that child who has cried so much for you
And already turning twenty I drop the twenty
In this story I was not the brave one who more (a)
I have thought that love does not exist as a thing
Just because I don't have it what an envious thing
Listening to porter I remember you

I don't know if you feel it but I remember something
Love behind the door what a foolish form
I suffer from amnesia but I don't forget you
I have lived so much or I have died so much
Reliving myself I have fun

With my eyes open to every step I take
The saddest child in the county
And turning the page
The pot is watered it's not red but it's stuck
The letters burned, I will make them songs
Your painted nails, I overflow hearts
I appreciate what you have given me
I'm playing with luck when I roll the dice
I have run after you so much, I got lost
Sitting on the bench, my cuts untied
The ice cream doesn't taste good anymore
The wind whispers to me that it saw you barefoot
And my soul at full speed, mine at a gallop
Thinking that I haven't been clumsy
My feeling is still here I hope I don't get in the way
(Loser birthday boy February eighth)
(And I miss you)