Текст и перевод песни La Vela Puerca - Frágil

Frágil

Le asustan, los ruidos
Y también la tranquilidad
Le gustan, los mimos
Pero respira en soledad

Se hace fuerte ahí, dónde no lo vi
Y se esconde, siempre que hay maldad
El vive, escondido
Conversando con su piedad

Se queda, en vilo
Para no tener que soñar
Y ahuyenta, sus ganas
Luego se las pone a buscar

Y se enreda ahí, dónde sí lo vi
Y le encanta, no poder robar
Se roba, a sí mismo
Para poder continuar, sin probar

Sólo una vez
Pudo reírse, de su contradicción
Y de volar, como si fuera un pez
Que ahora camina, cumpliendo una misión
Sólo una vez
Pudo aguantarse, de querer existir
Logró burlarse, del sentido común
Y de las cosas que no saben morir

Buscando, descalzo
Él, siempre encuentra un aluvión
Y sólo, se cubre
Con los restos, de una canción

Se remienda ahí, con su bisturí
Y de pronto, todo es ilusión
Se abraza, se cuida
Y se estrella como un avión
Sin razón

Sólo una vez
Pudo reírse, de su contradicción
Y de volar, como si fuera un pez
Que ahora camina, cumpliendo una misión

Sólo una vez
Pudo aguantarse, de querer existir
Logró burlarse, del sentido común
Y de las cosas que no saben morir

Fragile

Frightening are noises
And also tranquility
He likes cuddles
But breaths in solitude

He makes himself strong where I did not see him
And hides away whenever there is evil
He lives hidden
Conversing with his piety

He is left in suspense
So as not to have to dream
And drives away his desires
Then he sets out to find them

And he gets entangled where I did see him
And loves the fact that he is unable to steal
He steals from himself
To be able to continue, untried

Just once
He was able to laugh at his contradiction
And to fly as if he were a fish
That now walks, fulfilling a mission
Just once
He was able to restrain himself from wanting to exist
He managed to mock common sense
And the things that are unable to die

Searching barefoot
He always finds a downpour
And alone, covers himself
With the remains of a song

He patches himself up there with his scalpel
And suddenly, everything is an illusion
He embraces himself, takes care of himself
And crashes like an airplane
For no reason

Just once
He was able to laugh at his contradiction
And to fly as if he were a fish
That now walks, fulfilling a mission

Just once
He was able to restrain himself from wanting to exist
He managed to mock common sense
And the things that are unable to die