Colgado - Los Secretos

Tan libre tan aislado, buscando nada en ningún lado.

Alguien tendió una mano y yo me encadené a esos brazos.

Colgado a sus caderas me fui olvidando de quién era,

me fui quedando a un lado vencido por mi propia guerra.

Me quedé como un cuadro a su pared pegado

que nada tiene que hacer salvo seguir colgado.

Colgado a sus peleas dando la cara ante cualquiera,

dejando mis ideas perdidas tras sus escaleras.

Me quedé como un cuadro a su pared pegado

que nada tiene que hacer salvo seguir colgado.

Quise bajar del marco, buscar mi sitio en otro barco,

pero estaba atrapado, como sobre su piel tatuado.

Me quedé como un cuadro a su pared pegado

que nada tiene que hacer salvo seguir colgado, colgado.

So free so isolated, looking for nothing anywhere.

Someone held out a hand and I chained myself to those arms.

Hanging on his hips I started forgetting who he was,

I stayed aside defeated by my own war.

I stayed like a painting glued to his wall

that you have nothing to do but hang on.

Hanging on his fights facing anyone,

Leaving my lost ideas behind his stairs.

I stayed like a painting glued to his wall

that you have nothing to do but hang on.

I wanted to get off the frame, find my place in another boat,

but it was trapped, like on his tattooed skin.

I stayed like a painting glued to his wall

That he has nothing to do but hang on, hang on.