Dry Maritini, S. A. - Nacho Vegas, PAL

Tomo notas para hacer

De mi vida sin ti algo habitable

(habitable)

Leo entera La Razón

Hoy desarmé la televisión

Tarareando una canción insoportable

(insoportable)

Así pues

Cuando no tengas nada que hacer

Y yo pase por tu cabeza

Nadie podrá oírte así que

Piensa en mí como si me quisieras

Y desde la otra habitación

Y arrimado contra la pared

Te he escuchado cuestionar

Hasta el mismo amor

Y yo pensé en voz alta …

Pero qué mal

(Nacho has vuelto a hacerlo mal)

Muy mal

(lo hiciste mal)

Era un juego y ahora es real

Pero qué mal

(Nacho has vuelto a hacerlo mal)

Fatal

(lo hiciste mal)

Era un sueño y ahora es real

Pierdo un vuelo, pierdo un tren

Pierdo los papeles y por ti

Perderé la cabeza poco a poco

Me recibes sonriendo

Me arrastras veinte metros por el suelo

Y sólo dices: esto es cosa de locos

De locos

Mientras alzo una mano con la que

Podré rozar el cielo

La otra acaricia tus entrañas

Con la punta de sus dedos

Y me hago tan pequeño que

Me deslizo dentro como un pez

Y me pregunto: ¿esto será

Lo más profundo que te voy

A conocer jamás?

(Nacho has vuelto a hacerlo mal)

Qué mal

(lo hiciste mal)

Era un juego y ahora es real

Pero qué mal

(Nacho has vuelto a hacerlo mal)

Fatal

(lo hiciste mal)

Era un sueño y ahora es real

Pero qué mal

(Nacho has vuelto a hacerlo mal)

Muy mal

(lo hiciste mal)

Era un juego y ahora es real

Nos quedará

(Nacho has vuelto a hacerlo mal)

Menos mal

(lo hiciste mal)

Dry Martini, sexo anal

El aire, el aire

Quererte es intentar atrapar con las manos el aire

El aire, el aire

Quererte es como obrar un milagro

Tú dices hasta aquí llegué y estuvo bien

Pero no te mueves del lugar

Yo llego a la de tres, empezaré a correr

Pero olvido que no sé contar

Pero qué mal

(Nacho has vuelto a hacerlo mal)

Muy mal

(lo hiciste mal)

Era un juego y ahora es real

Pero qué mal

(Nacho has vuelto a hacerlo mal)

Fatal

(lo hiciste mal)

Era un sueño y ahora es real

Qué mal

(Nacho has vuelto a hacerlo mal)

Muy mal

(lo hiciste mal)

Era un juego y ahora es real

Pero qué mal

(Nacho has vuelto a hacerlo mal)

Fatal

(lo hiciste mal)

Era un sueño y ahora es real

Nos quedará

(Nacho has vuelto a hacerlo mal)

Menos mal

(lo hiciste mal)

Dry Martini, sexo anal

El aire, el aire

Quererte es intentar atrapar con las manos el aire

El aire, el aire

Quererte es como obrar un milagro

Qué mal, muy mal

Era un juego y ahora es real

Pero qué mal, fatal

Era un sueño y ahora es real

Pero qué mal, muy, muy mal

Era un juego y ahora es real

Nos quedará, menos mal

Dry Martini, S. A

I take notes to do

Of my life without you something habitable

(habitable)

I read the whole reason

Today I disarmed the television

Humming an unbearable song

(unbearable)

So that

When you have nothing to do

And I went through your head

No one will be able to hear you so

Think of me like you love me

And from the other room

And leaned against the wall

I have heard you question

even the same love

And I thought out loud...

but how bad

(Nacho you have done it wrong again)

Very bad

(you did it wrong)

It was a game and now it's real

but how bad

(Nacho you have done it wrong again)

Fatal

(you did it wrong)

It was a dream and now it's real

I miss a flight, I miss a train

I lose the papers and for you

I'll lose my mind little by little

you receive me smiling

You drag me twenty meters across the ground

And you just say: this is crazy

Crazy

As I raise a hand with which

I will be able to touch the sky

The other caresses your insides

With your fingertips

And I get so small that

I slip in like a fish

And I wonder: will this be

The deeper I go

To ever know?

(Nacho you have done it wrong again)

That bad

(you did it wrong)

It was a game and now it's real

but how bad

(Nacho you have done it wrong again)

Fatal

(you did it wrong)

It was a dream and now it's real

but how bad

(Nacho you have done it wrong again)

Very bad

(you did it wrong)

It was a game and now it's real

we will remain

(Nacho you have done it wrong again)

Goodness

(you did it wrong)

Dry Martini, anal sex

The air, the air

Loving you is trying to catch the air with your hands

The air, the air

Loving you is like working a miracle

You say up to here I came and it was good

But you don't move from the place

I arrive at three, I'll start running

But I forget that I don't know how to count

but how bad

(Nacho you have done it wrong again)

Very bad

(you did it wrong)

It was a game and now it's real

but how bad

(Nacho you have done it wrong again)

Fatal

(you did it wrong)

It was a dream and now it's real

That bad

(Nacho you have done it wrong again)

Very bad

(you did it wrong)

It was a game and now it's real

but how bad

(Nacho you have done it wrong again)

Fatal

(you did it wrong)

It was a dream and now it's real

we will remain

(Nacho you have done it wrong again)

Goodness

(you did it wrong)

Dry Martini, anal sex

The air, the air

Loving you is trying to catch the air with your hands

The air, the air

Loving you is like working a miracle

too bad, too bad

It was a game and now it's real

But how bad, fatal

It was a dream and now it's real

But how bad, very, very bad

It was a game and now it's real

It will be good for us

Dry Martini, S.A