Текст и перевод песни Fito Páez - Construcción

Construcción

Amo aquella vez como si fuese ultima
Beso a su mujer como si fuese ultima
Y a cada hijo suyo cual si fuese el unico
Y atravezo la calle con su paso timido
Subio la construccion como si fuese maquina
Alzo en el balcon cuatro paredes solidas
Ladrillo con ladrillo en un diseño magico
Sus ojos embotados de semento y lagrimas
Sentose a descansar como si fuese sabado
Comió su pan con queso cual si fuese principe
Bebió y solloso como si fuese un naufrago
Danzó y se rió como si ollese música
Y tropeso en el cielo con su paso alcoholico
Y floto por el aire cual si fuese un pajaro
Y termino en el suelo como un bulto flasido
Y agonizo en el medio del paseo publico
Murio acontramano entorpeciendo el transito
Amo aquella veeez
Como si fuese ultimoo
Beso a su mujeeeer
Como si fuese unicaa
Y a cada hijo suyooo
Cual si fuese el prodigooo
Y atravezo la calle con su paso alcoholico
Soplo la construccion como si fuese solida
Alzo en el balcon cuatro paredes magicas
Ladrillo con ladrillo en un diseño logico
Sus ojos embotados de semento y transito
Sentose a descansar como si fuese un principe
Comio su pan con queso cual si fuese maximo
Bebio y solloso como si fuese maquina
Danzó y se rió como si fuese el proximo
Y tropézo en el cielo cual si ollese musica
Y floto por el aire cual si fuese sabado
Y termino en el suelo como un bulto timido
Agonizo en medio del paseo naufrago
Murio acontramano entorpeciendo el publico.
Amo aquella vez como si fuese maquina
Beso a su mujer como si fuese logico
Alzo en el balcon cuatro paredes flasidas
Sentose a descanzar como si fuese pajaro
Y floto en el aire cual si fuese un principe
Y termino en el suelo como un bulto alcoholico
Murio acobtramano entorpeciendo el sabado
Por eso el pan de comer y el suelo para dormir
Registro para nacer, permiso para reir
Poder dejarme respirar, y por dejarme existir
Diooos leee pageee
Por esa grapa de gracia que tenemos que beber
Por ese jugo desgracia que tenemos que toser
Por dos andamios de gente que tenemos que subir y caer
Diooos leee pageee
Por esa tia que un dia nos va a vurlar y escupir
Y por las moscas y besos que nos vendran a cubrir
Y por la capa postrera que al fin nos va a redimir
Diooos leee paaageee
Amo aquella vez como si fuese maquina
Beso a su mujer como si fuere logico
Alzo en el balcon cuatro paredes flaxidas
Sento a descanzar como si fuese un pajaro
Floto en el aire cual si fuere un principe
Y termino en el suelo como un bulto alcoholico
Murio a contra mano en torpe siendo el sabado

Construction

I love that time as if it were the last
I kiss your woman as if it were the last time
And each of your children as if they were the only one
And I cross the street with your timid step
He climbed the construction as if he were a machine
He raised four solid walls on the balcony
Brick by brick in a magical design
His eyes dulled with cement and tears
He sat down to rest as if it were Saturday
He ate his bread with cheese as if he were a prince
He drank and sobbed as if he were a castaway
He danced and laughed as if he were hearing music
And he stumbled in the sky with his alcoholic step
And he floated through the air as if he were a bird
And he ended up on the ground like a flaccid bundle
And he agonized in the middle of the public walk
He died against the grain, hindering traffic
I love that tiiiime
As if it were the laaast
I kiss your wooomaaan
As if she were the oooonly one
And each of your childreeen
As if they were the prooodigal
And I cross the street with your alcoholic step
He blew the construction as if it were solid
He raised four magic walls on the balcony
Brick by brick in a logical design
His eyes dulled with cement and traffic
He sat down to rest as if he were a prince
He ate his bread with cheese as if it were the greatest
He drank and sobbed as if he were a machine
He danced and laughed as if he were the next one
And he stumbled in the sky as if he were hearing music
And he floated through the air as if it were Saturday
And he ended up on the ground like a timid bundle
He agonized in the middle of the castaway walk
He died against the grain, hindering the public.
I love that time as if it were a machine
I kiss your woman as if it were logical
He raised four flaccid walls on the balcony
He sat down to rest as if he were a bird
And he floated in the air as if he were a prince
And he ended up on the ground like an alcoholic bundle
He died against the grain, hindering Saturday
That's why the bread to eat and the ground to sleep on
Register to be born, permission to laugh
To be able to let me breathe, and for letting me exist
May Goood repay youuuu
For that drop of grace that we have to drink
For that juice of misfortune that we have to cough up
For two scaffolding of people that we have to climb and fall
May Goood repay youuuu
For that aunt who one day will mock and spit on us
And for the flies and kisses that will come to cover us
And for the last layer that will finally redeem us
May Goood repay youuuu
I love that time as if it were a machine
I kiss your woman as if it were logical
He raised four flaccid walls on the balcony
He sat down to rest as if he were a bird
He floated in the air as if he were a prince
And he ended up on the ground like an alcoholic bundle
He died against the grain, clumsily being Saturday