Текст и перевод песни Edel Juárez - El Depto

El Depto

Y ya consigue un depto, vete a vivir solo, me decías
Y necio con que tenía que conseguir un buen trabajo primero,
Establecerme, tener de que vivir.
Y tú con tu ya no me quieres, trabaja, yo quiero estar contigo.
Pilar, si hubiera yo sabido que poco iba a durar, de verdad me hibiera ido,
Hubieramos rentado un cuarto chiquito donde el hambre no cupiera,
Donde bastaran nuestros cuerpos para llenarlo,
Para mantenerlo caliente.
Pilar te digo de haberlo sabido no hubiera durado tan poco,
No te hubieras ido,
No te hubieras hecho su amiga,
Yo supongo que fue en revancha,
Yo, con ella, sí había vivido.
Y ya consigue un depto, me decías
Y yo necio y sordo cómo siempre
Y lo malo es ahorita cuándo escribo sólo,
Ahorita que es domingo y se me hace eterno,
Cuándo no salgo y aún así el frío me lastima los tobillos.
Pilar que te he visto con tu trajecito azul tan bien peinada,
Tú que eras cómo yo que no te importaba eso,
Y yo que te miro de lejos que no me acerco
Que prefiero irme antes que verte acompañada.
Me haría daño Pilar,
Cómo me harías daño,
Ahora que vivo sólo
Que ya conseguí mi depto.

The Apartment

And now, get yourself an apartment, go live by yourself, you told me
And obstinate how I had to get a good job first,
Settle down, have a stable life.
And you, with your, you don't love me anymore, work, I want to be with you.
Pilar, if I had known that it would last for so little, I really would have left,
We would have rented a tiny room where hunger couldn't enter,
Where our bodies would be enough to fill it,
To keep it warm.
Pilar, I tell you, had I known, it wouldn't have lasted so little,
You wouldn't have left,
You wouldn't have become her friend,
I suppose it was out of spite,
I had lived with her, you see.
And now get yourself an apartment, you told me
And I was stubborn and deaf, as I always was
And the worst thing is now when I write alone,
Now that it's Sunday and the day feels endless,
When I don't go out and yet the cold still hurts my ankles.
Pilar, I've seen you in your little blue dress, your hair so perfect,
You, who was like me, who didn't care about such things,
And I, who watch you from afar, who don't approach,
Who would rather leave than see you with someone else.
It would hurt me, Pilar,
How it would hurt me,
Now that I live alone
Now that I have my apartment.