Boheme - Sidonie

Sentado en la nube m?

s alta

Los pies colgando, no puedo creer

Porque pones laureles a Kerouac

Si en el camino te vas a caer

Si tu pap?

no te compra ese coche

Te ir?

s de casa esta misma noche

Lo piensas mejor

En la calle no hay tele

Y hoy dar?

n «Sexo en Nueva York»

En la filmoteca hay un ciclo

De cine expresionista alem?

n

Te gustar?

a estar con Versace

Y no aguantar al puto Fritz Lang

Te cuelgas la cruz

Cuando sales de fiesta

Para sentirte un poco siniestra

Y en el gran chal?

Sin iconos sagrados

Mam?

rez?: «Vuelve a las tres»

Quien curar?

tu enfermedad

No aguantar?

s

En la vida bohemia

Alicia atraviesa tu espejo

Te da la mano y no puedes creer

Que con la paga de tu abuela

Compres setas para crecer

…Y para menguar

Aqu?

Alicia se aleja

Llamas al camello que se queja

No puedes pagar

Pero t?

quieres otra

Deceides que te lo vas a tirar

Sitting on the cloud m?

jump

Feet dangling, I can't believe

Because you put laurels to Kerouac

If on the way you are going to fall

If your dad?

don't buy that car

you go?

s from home tonight

you think better

In the street there is no TV

And today give?

n "Sex and the City"

In the film library there is a cycle

Of German expressionist cinema?

n

do you like it

to be with Versace

And not put up with fucking Fritz Lang

you hang the cross

when you party

To feel a little sinister

And in the big shawl?

No holy icons

Mom?

rez?: "Come back at three"

who heal?

your illness

not hold?

s

In bohemian life

Alice walks through your looking glass

She shakes your hand and you can't believe

That with your grandmother's pay

Buy mushrooms to grow

…And to decrease

here?

alice walks away

You call the camel that complains

you can't pay

But you?

do you want another

You decide you're going to fuck him