Текст и перевод песни La Fuga - Malos Pensamientos

Malos Pensamientos

A destiempo van viniendo
Tus fantasmas a escupirme, tus recuerdos

Fuiste una comida sin vino
Una piedra del destino
Un domingo de resaca

Fuiste una tarde en el infierno
Una noche en el aeropuerto
Una invierno sin mantas

Fuiste y lo importante ha sido eso
Que es pasado aunque me quejo
Ni te extraño, ni te siento

Fuiste una mañana de lunes
Un escenario sin luces
Una vela que se apaga

Fuiste una guerra inacabada
Un puñal cuando se clava
Un incendio en las montañas

Fuiste y lo importante ha sido eso
Que es pasado aunque me quejo
Aunque me quejo

A destiempo van viniendo
Tus fantasmas a escupirme, tus recuerdos
En mi alma otro saco de cemento
En mi cabeza malos pensamientos

Fuiste un cuba libre sin hielo
Un demonio en el cielo
Ni exagero ni te miento

Fuimos dos perros callejeros
Eternamente en cueros
Jugando a hacernos daño
Jugando a no entendernos

A destiempo van viniendo
Tus fantasmas a escupirme, tus recuerdos
En mi alma otro saco de cemento
En mi cabeza malos pensamientos

A destiempo van viniendo
Tus fantasmas a escupirme, tus recuerdos
En mi alma otro saco de cemento
En mi cabeza malos pensamientos

Bad Thoughts

They come at random,
Your ghosts to spit at me, your memories.

You were a meal without wine
A stone from fate
A hungover Sunday

You were an afternoon in hell,
A night at the airport
A winter without blankets

You were and that's what's important
You're in the past, even though I complain
I don't miss you, I don't feel you

You were a Monday morning
A stage without lights
A candle that goes out

You were an unfinished war
A dagger when it pierces
A wildfire in the mountains

You were and that's what's important
You're in the past, even though I complain
Even though I complain

They come at random,
Your ghosts to spit at me, your memories.
Another bag of cement in my soul
Bad thoughts in my head

You were a rum and coke without ice
A demon in heaven
I'm not exaggerating, I'm not lying to you

We were two stray dogs,
Forever naked
Playing at hurting each other
Playing at not understanding each other

They come at random,
Your ghosts to spit at me, your memories.
Another bag of cement in my soul
Bad thoughts in my head

They come at random,
Your ghosts to spit at me, your memories.
Another bag of cement in my soul
Bad thoughts in my head