Текст и перевод песни SanLuis - Vainas de Autoayuda

Vainas de Autoayuda

No me alivian ni suturan,
Esas vainas de autoayuda,
Mon susurban agua fria como espuma
Para olvidarla no me sirve esta cordura

Ya me arte de las excusas
Tan creativas y oportunas
Literatura de ficcion y de aventura
Son como un featuring Spielberg y George Lucas

Ya no tengo su amor, si es que eso es mejor,
Como explicarselo a mi corazon,
Ya no tengo su amor, tengo algo peor
Una brujula rota, un oeste sin sol
Un oeste sin sol

Venga pongame un bolero,
Luis Miguel con Manzanero
Me quiero autoflajelar el pensamiento
Herirme el alma cada vez que la recuerdo
Si la ves en esta barra
Di que no la extraño para nada
Que ya me has visto con Cristina y con Susana
Tejiendo un nudo entre mis brazos y su espalda

Ya no tengo su amor, si es que eso es mejor,
Como explicarselo a mi corazon,
Ya no tengo su amor, tengo algo peor
Una brujula rota, un oeste sin sol
Un oeste sin sol

Ya no tengo su amor...

Ya no tengo su amor, si es que eso es mejor,
Como explicarselo a mi corazon,
Ya no tengo su amor, tengo algo peor
Una brujula rota, un oeste sin sol No me alivian no me curan, esas vainas de autoayuda
No me alivian ni me curan, esas vainas de autoayuda
No me alivian ni me curan, esas vainas de autoayuda

Esas vainas de autoayuda...

Self-Help Nonsense

They don't soothe me or mend me,
That self-help nonsense,
They murmur cold water like foam to me
That sanity is no use to me in forgetting her

I'm tired of the excuses
So creative and timely,
Fiction and adventure literature
Like a Spielberg and George Lucas collaboration.

I no longer have her love, if that's any better,
How do I explain it to my heart?
I no longer have her love, I have something worse
A broken compass, a sunless west
A sunless west

Come on, play me a bolero,
Luis Miguel with Manzanero
I want to self-flagellate my thoughts
Hurt my soul every time I remember her
If you see her at this bar,
Say I don't miss her at all
That you've seen me with Cristina and Susana
Weaving a knot between my arms and their backs

I no longer have her love, if that's any better,
How do I explain it to my heart?
I no longer have her love, I have something worse
A broken compass, a sunless west
A sunless west

I don't have her love anymore...

I no longer have her love, if that's any better,
How do I explain it to my heart?
I no longer have her love, I have something worse
A broken compass, a west without the sun. They don't relieve me or cure me, that self-help stuff
They don't soothe me or heal me, that self-help stuff
They don't soothe me or heal me, that self-help stuff

That self-help nonsense...