Rumbo errado - Andrés Calamaro

Tenía claro

Que llevaba el rumbo errado

Y no supe distinguir

Proa de popa, vapor de estribor

Temía que sin tus ojos

Era un barco sin motor

Y como aún sostenía el timón

Todos veían que se hundía, menos yo

Una vez más escribí

Una bonita canción de amor

Salió más que eso

Pero igual salió sin vos

Creo que me hace falta agregarle

Algo a la grapa

Me quema la garganta

Pero no se compara al fuego fatuo

Que me quema el corazón

No me acuerdo si no me amas

No te amo o no nos amamos

O si perdí tu sonrisa por cinco o seis bolivianos

Si estuve demasiado tiempo llegando o yendo

Si soy bueno, malo, loco, peligroso

Puede que esté un poco triste

Y a veces sea todo eso, no creo

En vos creo

Pero creo que no vas a volver

I was clear

That she was heading the wrong way

And I couldn't distinguish

Stern bow, starboard steamer

I was afraid that without your eyes

She was a ship without a motor

And as she still held the helm

Everyone saw that she was sinking, except me

Once again I wrote

a beautiful love song

She went out more than that

But it still came out without you

I think I need to add

something to the staple

it burns my throat

But it doesn't compare to will-o'-the-wisp

that burns my heart

I don't remember if you don't love me

I don't love you or we don't love each other

Or if I lost your smile for five or six bolivianos

If I was too long coming or going

If I'm good, bad, crazy, dangerous

I may be a little sad

And sometimes it's all that, I don't think

I believe in you

But I think you won't come back