Desborde - Nacho Vegas

Llega el deshielo de forma brutal

Rodó el agua por las montañas

Del Picu Urriellu hacia Los Pirineos

Y al sur, desde Sierra Nevada

Una ríada en la calle Carretas

Llegó hasta el kilómetro cero

Justo a la vez por Montera bajó

Una inmensa ola tropical

No se explica el Rey que la capital

Del reino acabe inundada

En Zarzuela ven sólo el agua entrar

De un gran río que fluye y termina:

Desbordándose, desbordándonos

Anegando las vías en San Martín

Una fuerza animal

Una canción coral

Un desborde y un cielo brillante y limpio por fin

Donde un ángel susurra a otros ángeles

¿Ves toda esa agua?

Aquello era antes Madrid

Aquello era antes Madrid

Amaneció un lago enorme y azul

Desde Tétouan a Coslada

Barones blancos haciendo glú-glú

Flotaban con sus ropas caras

Mientras abajo, millones bailaban

No crecen polillas, si no algas

En un nuevo acuático orden social

A la gente le nacen branquias

Y las torres van transformándose en

Hermosos montes marinos

Lo que el Rey tiene azul hoy es la piel

Por la gracia de una marea que un día acabó

Desbordandose, desbordandonos

Ahogándonos a los traficantes

Nos quieren en soledad

Nos tendrán en común

Un desborde y un cielo brillante y limpio por fin

Donde un angel susurra a otros ángeles

¿Ves toda esa agua?

Aquello era antes Madrid

Aquello era antes Madrid

Aquello era antes Madrid

Aquello era antes Madrid

¡Aquello era antes Madrid!

Aquello era antes Madrid y hoy es oceáno

Lo que era antes Madrid

Aquello era antes Madrid y hoy es oceáno

Lo que era antes Madrid

The thaw arrives brutally

The water rolled over the mountains

From Picu Urriellu to the Pyrenees

And to the south, from Sierra Nevada

A flood in Carretas street

It reached zero kilometer

Right at the time by Montera came down

a huge tropical wave

The King does not explain that the capital

Of the kingdom ended up flooded

In Zarzuela they see only the water enter

Of a great river that flows and ends:

Overflowing, overflowing

Flooding the tracks in San Martín

an animal force

a choral song

An overflow and a bright clean sky at last

Where an angel whispers to other angels

See all that water?

That was before Madrid

That was before Madrid

A huge blue lake dawned

From Tétouan to Coslada

White barons goofing

They floated in their expensive clothes

While below, millions danced

Moths don't grow, but algae

In a new aquatic social order

People grow gills

And the towers are transforming into

beautiful seamounts

What the King has blue today is the skin

By the grace of a tide that one day ended

Overflowing, overflowing

Drowning the dealers

they want us alone

They will have us in common

An overflow and a bright clean sky at last

Where an angel whispers to other angels

See all that water?

That was before Madrid

That was before Madrid

That was before Madrid

That was before Madrid

That was before Madrid!

That was before Madrid and today it is ocean

What Madrid was before

That was before Madrid and today it is ocean

What Madrid was before