Una Historia De Dos - Melendi

El pasaba la vida en hoteles de una noche,

ella lo perdio todo en el asiento trasero de un coche.

Y el siempre dijo hay q tenia una historia q contar,

ella no tenia nada y aquel dia decidio escuchar.

El se asomaba hay al escote de la soledad,

en el mismo bar donde ella convertia sus sueños en humo.

Y el siempre dijo hay q debio de quedar algo donde algo hubo,

y asi abandonaba el paraiso de un placer artificial.

El se acerco preguntandole su nombre,

ella penso para si se amable pero hoy no hay ganas de hombres.

Y el insistio tengo una casa y una cama vacia,

y ella contesto asi esta mi corazón.

Ella dijo q cada historia tiene su final,

y he aprendido a no volver la vista atrás.

El le dijo no te asustes si hoy no quiero amar,

si esta noche solo quiero despertar contigo.

Y nada más.

La noche entraba para iluminar el cuarto,

ella se desnudaba ayudada de otras manos.

El beso el oscuro pozo q dibujaban sus labios,

ella recorrio el espacio vacio q dejaban sus brazos.

El intento memorizar todo su cuerpo,

para poder disponer de aquel placer en cualquier otro momento.

Ella intento darle un sentido a todo aquello,

el mintio piadoso y necesitado claro q te quiero.

Ella desperto desnuda y sola encima del colchón,

tratando de recordarle sin una mente en los muslos.

El quizá estaria preguntandole su nombre a otra mujer,

ella se vistio tranquila y salio de aquel hotel.

Ella dijo q cada historia tiene su final,

y he aprendido a no volver la vista atrás.

El le dijo no te asustes si hoy no quiero amar,

si esta noche solo quiero despertar contigo.

Y nada más.

Ella dijo q cada historia tiene su final,

y he aprendido a no volver la vista atrás.

El le dijo no te asustes si hoy no quiero amar,

si esta noche solo quiero despertar contigo.

Y nada más.

He spent his life in one-night hotels,

she lost it all in the backseat of a car.

And he always said that he had a story to tell,

she had nothing and that day she decided to listen.

He peeked out at the cleavage of loneliness,

in the same bar where she turned her dreams up in smoke.

And he always said there must have been something left where something was,

and he thus abandoned the paradise of an artificial pleasure.

He approached asking her name of her,

she thought to herself, she is nice but today there is no desire for men.

And he insisted I have a house and an empty bed,

and she answered so is my heart.

She said that every story has its end,

and I have learned not to look back.

He told her don't be scared if today I don't want to love,

If tonight I just want to wake up with you.

And nothing more.

The night entered to illuminate the room,

she undressed helped by other hands.

The kiss the dark well that drew her lips,

She walked through the empty space left by her arms.

He tried to memorize his whole body from her,

to be able to have that pleasure at any other time.

She tried to make sense of all that,

He lied pious and needy of course I love you.

She woke up naked and alone on the mattress,

her trying to remember him without a mind on her thighs.

He might be asking another woman her name,

She got dressed quietly and left that hotel.

She said that every story has its end,

and I have learned not to look back.

He told her don't be scared if today I don't want to love,

If tonight I just want to wake up with you.

And nothing more.

She said that every story has its end,

and I have learned not to look back.

He told her don't be scared if today I don't want to love,

If tonight I just want to wake up with you.

And nothing more.