Leña - Tulsa

Esta leña apilada en la entrada ya no volvera a ser arbol

Ya no aspirara a albelgar nidos de halcones en sus ramas

Y cuando la echemos al fuego y se haga cenisas

Ya no podra calentar ninguna otra casa al lado del mar

Y aun asi hundimos el hacha sin piedad por un solo calor

Caiga que caiga decimos y mañana si no quiere que nos haga el sol

Un jodio ortodoxo hace como que no quiere ver

Se hace un lio y se santigua cuando nos ve caer

Llueve llueve llueve en Brooklyn hoy

Llueve llueve llueve en Brooklyn hoy

Cuanta agua tiene que caer para que se ahogue este amor

Llueve llueve llueve en Brooklyn hoy

Esta leña nunca mas ardera

Esta leña nunca mas ardera

Llueve llueve llueve en Brooklyn hoy

Cuanta agua tiene que caer para que se ahogue este amor

This firewood stacked at the entrance will no longer be a tree

It will no longer aspire to harbor hawk nests in its branches

And when we throw it into the fire and it turns to ashes

It will no longer be able to heat any other house next to the sea

And still we sink the ax mercilessly for a single heat

Fall let it fall we say and tomorrow if you don't want the sun to make us

An orthodox fuck pretends he doesn't want to see

He makes a mess and crosses himself when he sees us fall

It's raining, it's raining, it's raining in Brooklyn today

It's raining, it's raining, it's raining in Brooklyn today

How much water has to fall for this love to drown

It's raining, it's raining, it's raining in Brooklyn today

This firewood will never burn again

This firewood will never burn again

It's raining, it's raining, it's raining in Brooklyn today

How much water has to fall for this love to drown