Medias Negras - Joaquín Sabina

La vi en un paso cebra toreando con el bolso a un autobús

Llevaba medias negras, bufanda a cuadros, minifalda azul

Me dijo tienes fuego, tranqui que me lo monto de legal

Salí ayer del talego, que guay si me invitaras a cenar

Me echó un cable la lluvia, yo andaba con paraguas y ella no

-«¿A donde vamos rubia?».

-«A donde tú me lleves».

-Contestó

Así que fuimos hasta mi casa.

-«Que es el polo»

-Le advertí.

-«Con un colchón nos basta, de estufa, corazón, te tengo a tí»

Recalenté una sopa con vino tinto, pan y salchichón

A la segunda copa, -¿qué hacemos con la ropa?, -preguntó

Y yo que nunca tuve más religión que un cuerpo de mujer

Del cuello de una nube aquella noche me colgué

Estaba sólo cuando al día siguiente el sol de desveló

Me desperté abrazando la ausencia de su cuerpo en mi colchón

Lo malo no es que huyera con mi cartera y con mi ordenador

Peor es que se fuera robándome además el corazón

De noche piel de hada, a plenas luz del día Cruella de Ville

Maldita madrugada y yo que me creía Steve Mc Queen

Si en algún paso cebra la encuentras, dile que le he escrito un blues;

Llevaba medias negras, bufanda a cuadros, minifalda azul

Me dijo tienes fuego, tranqui que me lo monto de legal

Salí ayer del talego, que guay si me invitaras a cenar

De noche piel de hada, a plenas luz del día cruel abdevil

Maldita madrugada y yo que me creía Steeve Mc Queen

Si en algún paso-cebra la encuentras, dile que le he escrito un blues

Llevaba medias negras, bufanda a cuadros, minifalda azul

I saw her at a zebra crossing fighting a bus with her bag

She was wearing black stockings, checkered scarf, blue miniskirt

He told me you have a fire, don't worry, I'll make it legal

I got out of the bag yesterday, how cool if you invited me to dinner

She gave me a cable the rain, I walked with an umbrella and she didn't

- «Where are we going blonde?».

- «Where you take me».

She answered

So we went to my house.

-«What is polo»

-I warned you.

-«A mattress is enough for us, stove, sweetheart, I have you»

I reheated a soup with red wine, bread and sausage

After the second drink, -what do we do with the clothes?, -he asked

And I who never had more religion than a woman's body

From the neck of a cloud that night I hung

I was alone when the next day the sun woke up

I woke up embracing the absence of her body on my mattress

The bad thing is not that I ran away with my wallet and my computer

Worse is that he went away stealing my heart

At night, fairy skin, in broad daylight Cruella de Ville

Damn early morning and I thought I was Steve McQueen

If you find her at a zebra crossing, tell her I wrote her a blues;

She was wearing black stockings, checkered scarf, blue miniskirt

He told me you have a fire, don't worry, I'll make it legal

I got out of the bag yesterday, how cool if you invited me to dinner

At night, fairy skin, at broad daylight cruel abdevil

Damn early morning and I thought I was Steeve McQueen

If you find her at any zebra crossing, tell her I wrote her a blues

She was wearing black stockings, checkered scarf, blue miniskirt