Текст и перевод песни Paola Jara - El Cigarrillo

El Cigarrillo

Anoche estuve conversando con mi cigarrillo
Y Me sentí cansada, cansada, aburrida y tan vacía

Que a veces hasta pienso que ni siquiera existo
Que a veces hasta pienso que ni siquiera existo

Lo encendí muy lentamente, le dí una fumada
Y al mirar el humo que en el espacio se volatizaba
Recordé tantas cosas que creí olvidadas

Se las conté todas mientras que lo fumaba
Le converse de ti y de mis añoranzas
Le conte de tus besos y de mis esperanzas
Le conté de tu olvido, de mis lágrimas tantas
De aquello que vivimos y que hoy se ha vuelto nada

Le dije que es posible que a mi nadie me quiera
Por que he intentado vivir a mi manera
Por que me he negado a pagar el tributo
De bajeza y pecado que hoy no exige el mundo

Que a lo mejor estoy acabada o que la vida me a vencido
Que he sufrido y he llorado
Que he luchado y he reído
Y que es lo que he ganado por ser así tan comprensiva
Solo vivir desesperada en un mundo tan vacío

Pero que sentimiento Paola Jara

Anoche estuve conversando con mi cigarrillo
Y al terminarlo pensando me quede entre suspiros
Que en este verso triste que es el mundo en que vivo
Solo él me va quedando como único amigo
Alaaa

The Cigarette

Last night I was talking to my cigarette
And I felt tired, tired, bored and so empty

That sometimes I even think that I don't even exist
That sometimes I even think that I don't even exist

I lit it very slowly, I took a puff
And as I watched the smoke that evaporated into space
I remembered so many things that I thought I'd forgotten

I told it all to him while I was smoking it
I talked to him about you and my longing
I told him about your kisses and my hopes
I told him about your forgetfulness, about my many tears
About what we lived and what has now become nothing

I told him it's possible that no one wants me
For I have tried to live my own way
Because I have refused to pay the tribute
Of baseness and sin that the world demands today

That maybe I'm just finished or that life has defeated me
That I have suffered and I have cried
That I have fought and I have laughed
And that what have I gained by being so understanding
Only to live in despair in such an empty world

But what a feeling Paola Jara

Last night I was talking to my cigarette
And when I finished, I was left thinking amidst sighs
That in this sad verse that is the world I live in
Only he remains as my only friend
Alaaa