More songs by Bunbury
Description
Mixer, Producer: Bunbury
Vocals: Bunbury
Mixing Engineer: Daniel Bitrán Arizpe
Assistant Engineer: Israel Rodríguez-Martínez
Assistant Engineer: JC Vertti
Congas, Timpani: Johnny Molina
Bongo Drums: Johnny Molina
Fender Rhodes, Hammond Organ, Piano: Jorge Rebenaque
Contra- Bassoon: Luri Molina
Piano: Paolo Soprani
Drums: Ramón Gacías
Mixer, Producer: Ramón Gacías
Assistant Engineer: Rolando Alatorre
Fender Rhodes: Sebastián Aracena
Spanish Guitar: Sebastián Aracena
Masterer: Tom Baker
Writer: Enrique Bunbury
Lyrics and translation
Original
Cuando bebo sé cosas que los demás ignoran y siento fastidio y compasión y no sé pedir perdón.
Si dejo salir mis demonios a pasear, solo temo que mis ángeles se puedan escapar.
La próxima vez no habrá.
No habrá próxima vez.
Eso fue ayer y tendremos que ver de una manera distinta.
Hemos agotado toda posibilidad y ya no tengo pruebas, pero tampoco puedo dudar.
Los recuerdos se van a borrar, la memoria se podrá adaptar.
La próxima vez no habrá.
No habrá próxima vez.
Eso fue ayer y tendremos que ver de una manera distinta.
Obstinado en que la ciencia sea una y nada más.
No querías ver más allá del pedestal.
Dispuesto a sacrificar lo que haya que sacrificar.
La próxima vez no habrá.
No habrá próxima vez.
Eso fue ayer y tendremos que ver de una manera distinta.
English translation
When I drink I know things that others don't know and I feel annoyance and compassion and I don't know how to ask for forgiveness.
If I let my demons out for a walk, I'm just afraid that my angels might escape.
Next time there won't be.
There will be no next time.
That was yesterday and we will have to see it in a different way.
We have exhausted all possibilities and I no longer have proof, but I cannot doubt either.
Memories will be erased, memory will be able to adapt.
Next time there won't be.
There will be no next time.
That was yesterday and we will have to see it in a different way.
Stubborn that science be one and nothing more.
You didn't want to see beyond the pedestal.
Willing to sacrifice whatever has to be sacrificed.
Next time there won't be.
There will be no next time.
That was yesterday and we will have to see it in a different way.