Текст и перевод песни María Laura Dedé feat. Grod Morel & Gabriela Bonomo - Literal

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Las palabras de Dedé
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Cuando lo vi subir al colectivo, se me fueron los ojos.
A uno, logré atajarlo y me lo puse de nuevo,
Pero el otro rodó por el pasillo y
Se detuvo junto a su zapatilla verde.
Debía apurarme,
Porque si lo pisaba iba a tener la sangre
En el ojo, y no quería mancharle la zapatilla.
Permiso, vine a buscar mi ojo", iba a decirle,
Pero no pude: su belleza me dejó sin palabras.
Me limité entonces a levantarlo en silencio.
Lo guardé en mi bolsillo (ya estaba sucio
Para ponérmelo) y me quedé a su lado de pie.
Unas cuadras junto a él bastaron para darme cuenta de que tenía
Mariposas adentro de la panza y
Encima no se quedaban quietas para nada.
Sentía náuseas, pero unas náuseas lindas,
Me parece, no como cuando como tres kilos de chocolate.
En la parada siguiente me miró y me sonrió,
Y ahí yo me quedé con la boca abierta y las mariposas de mi panza
Salieron todas en nube. "¡Socorro!", gritaron algunos pasajeros.
"¡Atrápenlas!", dijeron otros,
Y en el colectivo de la línea 42 se armó un colorido revuelo.
Mientras la gente corría de acá para allá tratando de atrapar o huir
De las mariposas,
Nosotros nos sentamos en dos
Asientos juntos que se habían desocupado.
Él me miró de nuevo (por suerte me veía de
Perfil), y abrió la boca para decirme algo.
Yo fui toda oídos, por supuesto...
Sin embargo nunca supe lo que me dijo, porque estaba muerta de amor.
Y este cuento ya contado, se escapó para tu lado

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Dedé's words
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When I saw him get on the bus, my eyes followed him.
I was able to catch one of them and put it back in place,
But the other rolled down the aisle
And stopped next to his green sneaker.
I had to hurry,
Because if he stepped on it, I would have blood
In my eye, and I didn't want to get his sneakers dirty.
"Excuse me, I came to get my eye," I was going to say,
But I couldn't: his beauty left me speechless.
So I just picked it up silently.
I put it in my pocket (it was already dirty
To put it on) and stood next to him.
A few blocks next to him were enough to make me realize that I had
Butterflies in my stomach and
They didn't sit still at all.
I felt nauseous, but a nice kind of nausea,
I think, not like when I eat three pounds of chocolate.
At the next stop, he looked at me and smiled,
And there I was with my mouth open and the butterflies in my stomach
All came out in a cloud. "Help!" shouted some passengers.
"Catch them!" said others,
And in the bus of the 42nd line there was a colorful fuss.
While people were running here and there trying to catch or escape
The butterflies,
We sat down in two
Seats together that had been vacated.
He looked at me again (thankfully, he saw me in
Profile), and opened his mouth to tell me something.
I was all ears, of course...
However, I never knew what he said to me, because I was dead with love.
And this tale already told, escaped to your side