Текст и перевод песни Estopa - Jugar al Despiste

Jugar al Despiste

Escribí una movida tan normal como tú
Como yo y como es
Conté la historia de mi vida, un verso ABC
Que a veces me conviene
Soñé que la vida es una peli- de Buñuel
Que nunca acaba bien, que siempre me pone a cien
Que no te tengo delante
Y eres lo más importante
Mi mente en la lavadora
Mis palabras son las manchas
Mi boca es una pistola
Se dispara si te marchas
Pero no cuentes las horas
Que no he pasado contigo
Yo no cuento ni una sola.
Se me han pasado dormido
Cuando mi alma se enamora (ua, ua, ua, ua, ua)
Entre ronquido y ronquido
Después de comerme el tarro dejé de escribir
"¡Qué cosas más raras pienso!", pensé
Te busqué en el garito que siempre sueles ir
Pero no te encontré, aunque no perdí la fe
Y hoy te escribo en un papel, no tengo internet
O pinto en la pared, la pared pa′ quien la pinte
O a gusto de jazz para jugar al despiste
Que no te tengo delante
Y eres lo más importante
Mi mente en la lavadora
Mis palabras son las manchas
Mi boca es una pistola
Se dispara si te marchas
Pero no cuentes las horas
Que no he pasado contigo
Yo no cuento ni una sola
Se me han pasado dormido
Cuando mi alma se enamora (ua, ua, ua, ua, ua)
Entre ronquido y ronquido
Mi mente en la lavadora
Mis palabras son las manchas
Mi boca es una pistola
Se dispara si te marchas
Pero no cuentes las horas
Que no he pasado contigo
Yo no cuento ni una sola
Se me han pasado dormido
Después de comerme el tarro dejé de escribir

Playing the Guessing Game

I wrote a verse as normal as you
Like me, just as you are
I told the story of my life, a simple ABC verse
That sometimes is convenient for me
I dreamed that life is a Buñuel film
That never ends well, that always drives me crazy
That I don't have you in front of me
And you are the most important thing
My mind is in the washing machine
My words are the stains
My mouth is a gun
It will fire if you leave
But don't count the hours
That I haven't spent with you
I don't count a single one
They have passed as I slept
When my soul falls in love (ua, ua, ua, ua, ua)
Between snore and snore
After racking my brains, I stopped writing
"What strange things I think!" I thought
I looked for you at the bar you usually go to
But I didn't find you, though I didn't lose faith
And today I'm writing to you on a piece of paper, I don't have internet
Or I paint on the wall, the wall for whoever wants to paint it
Or listening to jazz to play the guessing game
That I don't have you in front of me
And you are the most important thing
My mind is in the washing machine
My words are the stains
My mouth is a gun
It will fire if you leave
But don't count the hours
That I haven't spent with you
I don't count a single one
They have passed as I slept
When my soul falls in love (ua, ua, ua, ua, ua)
Between snore and snore
My mind is in the washing machine
My words are the stains
My mouth is a gun
It will fire if you leave
But don't count the hours
That I haven't spent with you
I don't count a single one
They have passed as I slept
After racking my brains, I stopped writing