More songs by Blanco Palamera
Description
Mixer: Miguel León
Composer: Xoán Domínguez
Composer: Manu Blanco
Producer: Blanco Palamera
Masterer: Miguel León
Lyrics and translation
Original
Ahora que va más de un mes, parece una fatalidad.
Mentiras o medio verdades, la verdad nos dio igual.
Sucede algo inexplicable cuando veo tus ojos brillar.
Lo que pasó no fue tan grave, estoy dispuesto a olvidar.
Así tú me haces tragarme el orgullo y tirarte.
Acercarme pa' verte, sentirte, venirte. Eso es arte, eso es arte.
Otra vez que me partes.
Tragarme el orgullo y tirarte.
Acercarme pa' verte, sentirte, venirte. Eso es arte, eso es arte.
-Una amiga está para amarla. -Yeah.
La imaginación que nos lleve.
-Una peli sin prender la tele. -Yeah.
Solo tú y yo hacemos falta. Se respira fantasía en el salón.
-Yeah. -Sin pastillas nos da golpe de calor.
-Yeah. -Nadie como tú me lleva hasta la luna.
Nos están mirando unas estrellas. Todo toda la noche solo tú y yo.
Nos están, nos están mirando unas estrellas. Toda toda la noche solo tú y yo. Nos están mirando unas estrellas.
Toda toda la noche solo tú y yo. Nos están mirando unas estrellas.
Así tú me haces tragarme el orgullo y tirarte.
Acercarme pa' verte, sentirte, venirte.
Eso es arte, eso es arte. Otra vez que me partes, yeah.
Tragarme el orgullo y tirarte. Acercarme pa' verte, sentirte, venirte. Eso es arte, eso es arte.
Yeah, yeah.
Hola, bebé.
¿Cómo estás?
Llevo toda la semana pensándote, pensando en morderte la boca, pensando en lo del otro día. ¿Qué haces?
¿Dónde estás? ¿Por qué no estás aquí?
Vente, ¿no?
Todas las personas que sufren problema del corazón, problema del corazón.
Todo problema cardíaco.
Reprendo, reprendo, reprendo todo problema cardíaco.
R-r-r-reprendo.
English translation
Now that it's been more than a month, it seems like a fatality.
Lies or half-truths, the truth didn't matter to us.
Something inexplicable happens when I see your eyes shine.
What happened wasn't that serious, I'm willing to forget.
So you make me swallow my pride and throw you away.
Get closer to see you, feel you, come to you. That's art, that's art.
Once again you leave me.
Swallow my pride and throw you away.
Get closer to see you, feel you, come to you. That's art, that's art.
-A friend is there to love. -Yeah.
The imagination that takes us.
-A movie without turning on the TV. -Yeah.
Only you and I are needed. There is fantasy in the living room.
-Yeah. -Without pills we get heat stroke.
-Yeah. -No one like you takes me to the moon.
Some stars are watching us. All night long just you and me.
Some stars are watching us, they are watching us. All night long just you and me. Some stars are watching us.
All night long just you and me. Some stars are watching us.
So you make me swallow my pride and throw you away.
Get closer to see you, feel you, come to you.
That's art, that's art. You're breaking me again, yeah.
Swallow my pride and throw you away. Get closer to see you, feel you, come to you. That's art, that's art.
Yeah, yeah.
Hi babe.
How are you?
I've been thinking about you all week, thinking about biting your mouth, thinking about what happened the other day. What are you doing?
Where are you? Why aren't you here?
Come on, won't you?
All people who suffer from heart problem, heart problem.
Any heart problem.
I rebuke, rebuke, rebuke every heart problem.
R-r-r-reprimand.