Con Tanto Héroe - Melendi

Él siempre creyó

Que un disco duro era un disco de Metallica

Que las varillas del paraguas eran mágicas

Y los gemidos de las putas de verdad

Nunca se resignó

A que los Reyes Magos fueran concejales

Dibujaba siempre su nombre en los cristales

Que daban al patio de luces de Nunca Jamás

No quiso crecer

Y el Pan de Peter se endurece día a día

Su callejón se olvida un caso a la salida

Y baila con lobos tangos tristes de Gardel

Y al amanecer

Su primavera fué violada en una esquina

Con tanto héroe de corbata y gabardina

El gato al agua se llevó

Como siempre la heroína

Y el siempre creyó

Que con cerrar los ojos nadie lo veía

Quiso dar la vuelta al mundo en ochenta días

Y no salió de un parque de Moratalá

Le gustaba pensar

Que contruiría mil castillos en el aire

Por si el infierno ya no fuera edificable

Cuando un mal pico lo juntara con Satán

No quiso crecer

Y el Pan de Peter se endurece día a día

Su callejón se olvida un caso a la salida

Y baila con lobos tangos tristes de Gardel

Y al amanecer

Su primavera fué violada en una esquina

Con tanto héroe de corbata y gabardina

El gato al agua se llevó

Como siempre la heroína

he always believed

That a hard drive was a Metallica drive

That the umbrella ribs were magical

And the moans of real whores

he never gave up

For the Three Wise Men to be councilors

He always drew his name on the crystals

That overlooked the courtyard of lights of Neverland

He didn't want to grow up

And Peter's Bread hardens day by day

His alley he misses a case on the way out

And he dances with wolves sad tangos of Gardel

and at dawn

Her spring of him was raped in a corner

With so much hero of tie and trench coat

The cat overboard took

as always the heroine

And he always believed

That with closing your eyes no one could see it

He wanted to go around the world in eighty days

And he did not leave a park in Moratalá

he liked to think

That he would build a thousand castles in the air

In case hell was no longer buildable

When a bad pick put him together with Satan

He didn't want to grow up

And Peter's Bread hardens day by day

His alley he misses a case on the way out

And he dances with wolves sad tangos of Gardel

and at dawn

Her spring of him was raped in a corner

With so much hero of tie and trench coat

The cat overboard took

as always the heroine