Montreal - McEnroe

Hoy he pensado en ti al caminar, ya sabes lo poco que me gusta andar

Como fabricabas todo ese arsenal, para no hacerlo nunca estallar

Y he pensado en ti al cocinar, ya sabes que nada me sabe bien

Como disparabas al azar, sabiendo que siempre ibas a acertar

Y he pensado en ti frente al televisor, viendo los mundiales de Montreal

Y es que hubo un tiempo en que, hacias gazpacho para comer

Vino tinto y conversación, sincronizando la natación

Hoy he pensado en ti antes de dormir, ya sabes que no lo he vuelto a conseguir

Como dabas vueltas a mi alrededor, vuelta en un silencio atronador

Me he convertido en un mineral, dentro de un museo al que nunca vas

Y es que hubo un tiempo en que, hacias gazpacho para comer

Y en los altos del trampolín, dobles mortales antes de dormir

Ahora suelo recorrer piscinas enteras sin saber, si aún recuerdas quién soy yo

Si lo haces dímelo…

Today I thought of you while walking, you know how little I like to walk

How did you make all that arsenal, to never make it explode

And I have thought of you when cooking, you know that nothing tastes good to me

How you shot randomly, knowing that you were always going to hit

And I have thought of you in front of the television, watching the World Cups in Montreal

And there was a time when you made gazpacho to eat

Red wine and conversation, synchronizing swimming

Today I thought of you before going to sleep, you know that I have not succeeded again

As you circled around me, turned in thunderous silence

I have become a mineral, inside a museum that you never go to

And there was a time when you made gazpacho to eat

And at the top of the springboard, double somersaults before going to sleep

Now I usually go through entire pools without knowing, if you still remember who I am

If you do tell me...