Al culo de una lombriz - Marea, Rosendo

Las baldosas que hay en nuestro descansillo

Saben lo que follamos,

Empezamos enroscando algn tornillo

Y se nos fue de las manos,

Y a patadas con las piezas nadie pudo

Deshacer este puzzle cabezn,

Como un rabo de cereza

Que las va aguantando de dos en dos,

Al culo de una lombriz nos metimos a dormir

Mientras afuera todo se derrumbaba y all

Nos fuimos tachando un abril y otro abril,

Al culo de una lombriz nos metimos a dormir,

Cuando salimos ya no quedaba nada y aqu

Seguimos tachando un abril y otro abril,

El huequillo del rellano huele a nicho

Y sabe decir te quiero,

Y aunque solo quedan bichos

An recuerda que se nos vio el plumero

Asomar por encima de las antenas

Y quemarse con las penas del sol,

Y aguantar el duermevela

Cuando hiela dentro del corazn,

Al culo de una lombriz nos metimos a dormir

Mientras afuera todo se derrumbaba y all

Nos fuimos tachando un abril y otro abril,

Al culo de una lombriz nos metimos a dormir,

Cuando salimos ya no quedaba nada y aqu

Seguimos tachando un abril y otro abril,

Las paredes del portal, mudas y ciegas

Donde ya nadie pinta,

Ni nosotros, que ya no pintamos nada

Ni corremos la tinta,

No hay quien clave con la punta de una llave

Recordando un nombre para olvidar,

Ni se besan como saben

Los que saben que no saben besar,

Al culo de una lombriz nos metimos a dormir

Mientras afuera todo se derrumbaba y all

Nos fuimos tachando un abril y otro abril,

Al culo de una lombriz nos metimos a dormir,

Cuando salimos ya no quedaba nada y aqu

Seguimos tachando un abril y otro abril.

The tiles on our landing

They know what we fuck

We start by screwing in some screw

And she got out of hand

And to kick with the pieces nobody could

Undo this puzzle bobblehead,

Like a cherry stem

That he is holding them two by two,

To the ass of a worm we went to sleep

While outside everything was collapsing and there

We crossed out one April and another April,

To the ass of a worm we went to sleep,

When we left there was nothing left and here

We continue to cross out an April and another April,

The small landing smells like a niche

And he knows how to say I love you

And although only bugs remain

An remembers that we saw the duster

Hover above the antennae

And burn with the sorrows of the sun,

And endure the sleepiness

When it freezes inside the heart,

To the ass of a worm we went to sleep

While outside everything was collapsing and there

We crossed out one April and another April,

To the ass of a worm we went to sleep,

When we left there was nothing left and here

We continue to cross out an April and another April,

The portal walls, dumb and blind

Where no one paints anymore,

Neither do we, who no longer paint anything

We don't even run the ink,

There is no one to key with the tip of a key

Remembering a name to forget,

They don't even kiss as they know

Those who know that they do not know how to kiss,

To the ass of a worm we went to sleep

While outside everything was collapsing and there

We crossed out one April and another April,

To the ass of a worm we went to sleep,

When we left there was nothing left and here

We continue to cross out one April and another April.