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Relato de un Error

Esta es la historia de Nel Felgueroso San Pedro-Camín
También llamada la historia de un trágico error
Son tres partes de tristeza por una de euforia
Donde tendría que haber cuatro partes de amor
Nel regresó un día a casa, hizo las maletas, dijo a su mujer
"Se ha terminado, lo siento, no tengo otra opción"
"En todos los hogares hay bombas por explotar"
"Y el nuestro, amiga mía, no iba a ser la excepción"
Así pues, aquí está Nel con otra mujer más joven que él
Es muy hermosa y modelo de profesión
Rica y tonta y de familia ultracatólica
Nel se mudó a su casa en la Puerta del Sol
Pero pasan los meses y ella comprende mirando a Nel
Que hombres hay tantos como pactos y algunos mejores que él
Lo abandonó por su profesor griego de badminton
Nel se quedó triste y solo, sediento de amor
Y regresó a su piso allá en Norteña
Pero ya no estaba ella
Solamente un par de medias
Conservando intacto ese dulce olor
Que sin piedad le evocaba aquel trágico error
Ay, Nel...
Nel se encontraba en su piso vacío y temblaba de frío y dolor
Sale al balcón y la noche tiene algo brutal
Mira con cara de bobo y gesto apologético
Hacia una luna que le sonreirá
Ahora se pasa los días en el aeropuerto que hay en Ranón
Bebiendo orujo enfrente de la Puerta A
Mira los horarios en un panel electrónico
Dice que en un vuelo de esos ella volverá
Pero pasan los meses y ella no vuelve y él dice que
Sin duda no hay cobertura allá dondequiera que esté
Jura en voz alta "¡Jamás volveré a equivocarme así!"
"Palabra de Felgueroso San Pedro-Camín"
Y pasan los meses y ella no vuelve se dice que
Nel se sumió en la locura y así se fue echando a perder
Su vida entera, como una canción tragicómica
Que suena y es muy difícil hacerla parar
Muy, muy difícil hacerla parar

Account of an Error

This is the story of Nel Felgueroso San Pedro-Camín
Also known as the story of a tragic mistake
Three parts sadness to one part euphoria
Where there should be four parts love
Nel came home one day, packed his bags, told his wife
"It's over, I'm sorry, I don't have any other choice"
"In every home there are bombs waiting to explode"
"And ours, my friend, was not going to be the exception"
So here is Nel with another woman, younger than him
She's very beautiful and works as a model
Rich and silly and from an ultra-Catholic family
Nel moved into her house in Puerta del Sol
But as the months go by and looking at Nel, she realizes
That there are as many men as deals and some better than him
She left him for her Greek badminton teacher
Nel was sad and lonely, thirsty for love
And he returned to his apartment in Norteña
But she wasn't there anymore
Just a pair of stockings
Preserving intact that sweet smell
That ruthlessly reminded him of his tragic mistake
Oh, Nel...
Nel was in his empty apartment, trembling with cold and pain
He goes out on the balcony and the night is brutal
He looks at the moon with a goofy face and apologetic gesture
That will smile at him
Now he spends his days at the airport in Ranón
Drinking orujo in front of Gate A
He checks the schedules on an electronic display board
He says she'll come back on one of those flights
But months go by and she doesn't come back and he says that
There must be no coverage wherever she is
He swears out loud "I'll never make the same mistake again!"
"Felgueroso San Pedro-Camín's word"
And months go by and she doesn't come back, they say that
Nel sank into madness and started to go to pieces
His whole life, like a tragicomic song
That plays and it's very hard to stop it
Very, very hard to stop it