Me equivoqué - Vanesa Martín

Me equivoqué al quererle

Yo no estaba sola

Me equivoqué al sentir

Las huellas de sus ojos por mi boca

Tenía el tacto metido en la piel

Y no pude negarme

Nacía imprudencia por cada

Intención de venir a ganarme

Guardé toneladas de dudas

Y nervios bajo la ropa

Y a medias fui otra

Tiraba de mí con la fuerza

De aquello que mueve montañas

Mientras la vida más pura

Y más vida jamás me dejaba

Me equivoqué al querer

La inercia de mi piel

Llévenme ahí río abajo

Junto mis muñecas

A la altura de mi cara

Con verguenza y rabia declaré

A este amor una emboscada

Llévenme ahí río abajo

Hagan que la soledad me cure

Sentir no entiende de dominios

Quien tumba al perdedor desde su cumbre

De tierra y sal puñados

Para tomar conciencia

Dolor envuelto

En la misma saliva

Que demandaba urgencias

Me equivoqué señores

Si no merezco asiento, no, no, no

No me perdonen, no me perdonen

Sudé por sus mejillas

Y todo discurso

Se quedó en borrones

Me equivoqué

Me equivoqué, me equivoqué

Amé hasta su forma de callar

De callar mi nombre

I was wrong to love him

I was not alone

I was wrong to feel

Traces of her eyes from her through my mouth

I had the tact tucked into the skin

And I couldn't refuse

Recklessness was born for each

Intention to come and win me

I kept tons of doubts

And nerves under the clothes

And I was half another

She pulled me with the force

Of that which moves mountains

While the purest life

And more life never left me

I was wrong to want

The inertia of my skin

Take me down the river

together my dolls

at the height of my face

With shame and rage I declared

To this love an ambush

Take me down the river

Make loneliness heal me

Feeling does not understand domains

Who knocks down the loser from his summit

handfuls of earth and salt

to become aware

wrapped pain

In the same saliva

who required emergency

I was wrong gentlemen

If I don't deserve a seat, no, no, no

Don't forgive me, don't forgive me

I sweat down her cheeks

and all speech

She was left in smudges

I was wrong

I was wrong, I was wrong

I loved even his way of being silent

to silence my name