Cadáver Exquisito - Fito Paez, Rosal

Comienza el día, y una luz sentimental

Nos envuelve, vuelve, se va

La fabulosa sinfonía universal

Nos envuelve, vuelve, se va

Tango, sexo, sexo y amor

Tanto tango, tanto dolor

Mi vida gira en contradicción

Jamás conquisté mi corazón

Mas dónde estaba cuando pasó lo que pasó

Hablándome al espejo solo?

Vengo de un barrio, tan mezquino y criminal

Quizá te queme, queme, quizá

Vengo de un barrio, siempre a punto de estallar

Quizá te queme, queme, quizá

Si de nada sirve vivir

Buscas algo por qué morir

El tiempo me ha enseñado a mirar

A veces me ha enseñado a callar

Dónde estabas cuando pasó lo que pasó

Hablándote al espejo sola?

Es tanta la tristeza y es tan ruin

Que celebro la experiencia feliz

La estupidez del mundo nunca pudo y nunca podrá

Arrebatar la sensualidad

Busco mi piedra filosofal

En los 7 locos, en el mar

En el cadáver exquisito, en no tener piedad

En la quinta esencia de la música

Dentro mío en el amor

Y el odio, tener que pensar

Preferiría tu sonrisa a toda la verdad

Avanzo un paso, retrocedo y vuelvo a preguntar

The day begins, and a sentimental light

It surrounds us, it comes back, it leaves

The fabulous universal symphony

It surrounds us, it comes back, it leaves

Tango, sex, sex and love

So much tango, so much pain

My life spins in contradiction

I never conquered my heart

Where was I when what happened happened?

Talking to myself in the mirror alone?

I come from a neighborhood, so mean and criminal

Maybe I'll burn you, burn you, maybe

I come from a neighborhood, always about to explode

Maybe I'll burn you, burn you, maybe

If it's no use living

Looking for something to die for

Time has taught me to look

Sometimes it has taught me to shut up

Where were you when what happened happened

Talking to yourself in the mirror alone?

The sadness is so much and it is so mean

That I celebrate the happy experience

The stupidity of the world never could and never will

snatch the sensuality

I'm looking for my philosopher's stone

In the 7 crazy, in the sea

In the exquisite corpse, in having no mercy

In the quintessence of music

inside of me in love

And the hate, having to think

I would prefer your smile to the whole truth

I take a step forward, go back and ask again