Below is the lyrics of the song Que se joda el viento , artist - Marea with translation
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Marea
Ponte el moo apretao, sirena, que se joda el viento,
Rompe las horquillas de espuma
Y djame que te remache sonrisas de hierro
De esas que disipan las brumas,
Que s que entre los males nos llovern cristales,
Yo ir descalzo y t desnuda
Al son del amor del ronco tambor que toque la luna,
Vamos a trepar a la copa de ste sol de enero,
Y a hacer un nido en su ramaje,
Y all rernos viendo como a cada minutero
Se lo devora el oleaje,
Y cuando entre mis brazos resuenen caonazos
Yo ir perdido entre tus dunas
Dejndolo todo, quemando los tronos donde reinen dudas,
Y bate en mis ojos, que se joda el mar
Que quiera mecerte a su antojo,
Si no somos nadie a nadie va a encontrar,
Y si a las heridas quiere echarles sal
Solo va a encontrarse cerrojos
Y las cicatrices de la soledad,
Coge resina para untarnos poco a poco el cuerpo,
Por si vuelve la ventolera,
Y mientras tanto, entre los huecos que nos deje el tiempo
Deja volar tu cabellera,
Que si a nuestra locura vuelven nubes oscuras
Nos cogern frente con frente y codo con codo,
Cada vez ms solos, rodeados de gente.
Y bate en mis ojos, que se joda el mar
Que quiera mecerte a su antojo,
Si no somos nadie a nadie va a encontrar,
Y si a las heridas quiere echarles sal
Solo va a encontrarse cerrojos
Y las cicatrices de la soledad.
Put on your tight moo, siren, fuck the wind,
Break the foam forks
And let me rivet you iron smiles
Of those that dissipate the mists,
I know that among the evils it will rain crystals on us,
I go barefoot and you are naked
To the sound of love from the hoarse drum that plays the moon,
Let's climb to the top of this January sun,
And to make a nest in its branches,
And we all laugh watching each minute hand
The waves devour it,
And when cannon shots resound in my arms
I go lost among your dunes
Leaving everything, burning the thrones where doubts reign,
And bat in my eyes, fuck the sea
That he wants to rock you at his whim,
If we are no one, no one will find,
And if you want to add salt to the wounds
You will only find locks
And the scars of loneliness,
Take resin to spread our bodies little by little,
In case the wind comes back,
And meanwhile, between the gaps that time leaves us
Let your hair fly
What if dark clouds return to our madness
They will catch us face to face and elbow to elbow,
More and more alone, surrounded by people.
And bat in my eyes, fuck the sea
That he wants to rock you at his whim,
If we are no one, no one will find,
And if you want to add salt to the wounds
You will only find locks
And the scars of loneliness.
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