Текст и перевод песни Rafa Pons - Bobo

Bobo

Es tan extraño ser feliz.
Sospecho que no es para mí.
Me escondo de la primavera.
El caso es que no va a volver.
Hace ya un año que se fue
Yo aún la recuerdo a mi manera.
Se desnudaba por pudor.
Mejor el sexo que el amor.
No seas bobo me decía al preguntar si me quería
Y yo sabía que iba a acabar solo.
No la pude condenar, siempre intuí que daba igual
Enamorarla o castigarla en ese alma
No había un hueco para mi.
Nunca fue cruel ni fue vulgar
Tan solo no me supo amar
Y yo tuve que digerirlo.
Me di al alcohol, ¿Y que queréis?
Si el ego sufre no hay mas ley
Que odiarla algo mas que a mi mismo.
No siento igual en otra piel.
Grito cuando nadie me ve.
No seas bobo me decía al preguntar si me quería
Y yo sabía que iba a acabar solo.
No la pude condenar, siempre intuí que daba igual
Enamorarla o castigarla en ese alma
No había un hueco para mi.
Y hoy las ovejas no las cuento, que me las como.
Temo más al hambre que al insomnio.
A base de golpes hoy por fin he aprendido
A desvelarme sólo con las que sueñen conmigo.
No seas bobo me decía al preguntar si me quería
Y yo sabía que iba a acabar solo.
No la pude condenar, siempre intuí que daba igual
Enamorarla o castigarla en ese alma
No había un hueco para mi.

Bobo

It is strange to be happy.
I don't think it's for me.
I hide from the spring.
The fact is that she is not coming back.
It has been a year since she left
I still remember her in my own way.
She would undress out of modesty.
Better sex than love.
Don't be a fool she told me when I asked if she loved me
And I knew I was going to end up alone.
I could not condemn her, I always felt that it was the same
To make her fall in love or to punish her in that soul
There was no place for me.
She was never cruel or vulgar
She just didn't know how to love me
And I had to digest it.
I gave myself to alcohol, what do you want?
If the ego suffers, there is no other law
Than to hate her even more than myself.
I don't feel the same in another skin.
I scream when no one sees me.
Don't be a fool she told me when I asked if she loved me
And I knew I was going to end up alone.
I could not condemn her, I always felt that it was the same
To make her fall in love or to punish her in that soul
There was no place for me.
And today I do not count the sheep, I eat them.
I fear hunger more than insomnia.
Through beatings, today I have finally learned
To stay awake only with those who dream of me.
Don't be a fool she told me when I asked if she loved me
And I knew I was going to end up alone.
I could not condemn her, I always felt that it was the same
To make her fall in love or to punish her in that soul
There was no place for me.