More songs by Mon Laferte
Description
The world doesn't collapse with an explosion, but quietly - when people stop filming each other. When all that's left in the feed are memories of laughter, and now, lonely stories with a cup of coffee and the phrase "everything's fine." It seems that somewhere between "just a little longer" and "that's enough" is where that warmth is lost, the warmth for which it was worth freezing in winter. But who knows - maybe if you press "record" again, you'll be able to resurrect not just the footage, but also that feeling that once seemed eternal.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Yo quería ser mejor.
Te prometo nunca estuvo en mis planes arruinarlo.
Me duele este dos de mayo.
Respirando en el desastre.
Qué cruel radiografía.
En lo cotidiano, catástrofe es nuestro lugar.
Y entonces, mientras me hago la dormida.
Mi amor, hazme compañía.
Subamos un video.
Tal vez nos resucite de la muerte.
Mi amor, qué melancolía.
Si aguantamos el invierno, tal vez podamos soportarnos un poco más.
Yo tenía un corazón.
Te prometo, era nuclear.
Aspiraba a lo perfecto. Una vida por los siglos de los huesos.
Y entonces, mientras paso por tu vida.
Mi amor, hazme compañía y subamos un video.
Tal vez nos resucite de la muerte.
Mi amor, qué melancolía.
Si aguantamos el invierno, tal vez podamos soportarnos un poco más.
Mi querido amor, soñé que te perdía.
Intentemos otro invierno.
Yo te amo por los siglos de los huesos.
Mi amor, qué melancolía.
En un mundo paralelo tal vez podamos cuidarnos un poco más.
Qué melancolía.
English translation
I wanted to be better.
I promise you it was never in my plans to ruin it.
This second of May hurts me.
Breathing in the disaster.
What a cruel x-ray.
In everyday life, catastrophe is our place.
And then, while I pretend to be asleep.
My love, keep me company.
Let's upload a video.
Maybe he will resurrect us from the dead.
My love, how melancholy.
If we endure the winter, perhaps we can endure ourselves a little longer.
I had a heart.
I promise you, it was nuclear.
I aspired to the perfect. A life for centuries of bones.
And then, as I walk through your life.
My love, keep me company and let's upload a video.
Maybe he will resurrect us from the dead.
My love, how melancholy.
If we endure the winter, perhaps we can endure ourselves a little longer.
My dear love, I dreamed that I lost you.
Let's try another winter.
I love you for centuries of bones.
My love, how melancholy.
In a parallel world maybe we can take care of ourselves a little more.
What melancholy.