There’s a place down the street

Where my friends congregate
And when we sit on those bar stools
We’re not alone
10 am the lights are on
Beer’s cold, the whiskey’s strong
And we’re drowning those memories
One by one

You can meet me at the idle hour
Where the juke box plays all those country songs
If you’re tryin’ to hang on

To a love that’s dead and gone
With too many reasons not to go back home

The neon lights are bright
Even tho it’s past midnight
And the band’s packed up and moved on
Stare at the clock on the wall
Bartender says last call
And I start missin’ her most of all

So, you can meet me at the idle hour
Where the juke box plays all those country songs
So if you’re tryin’ to hang on
To a love that’s dead and gone
With too many reasons not to go back home
Too many reasons not to go back home

ES:

Cuéntame al oído
Ven y muévete conmigo
Y en la oscuridad
Te haré brillar

Báilame
Muévete
Sedúceme
Y siénteme
Bésame

Bailar
Sudar
Bailar

Cuéntame al oído
Ven y muévete conmigo
Y en la oscuridad
Te haré brillar

Báilame
Muévete
Sedúceme
Y siénteme
Bésame

Bailar
Sudar
Bailar
Sudar
Bailar
Sudar
Bailar
Sudar



EN:

Tell me in my ear
Come and move with me
And in the darkness
I'll make you shine

Dance for me
Move for me
Seduce me
And feel me
Kiss me

Dance
Sweat
Dance

Tell me in my ear
Come and move with me
And in the darkness
I'll make you shine

Dance for me
Move for me
Seduce me
And feel me
Kiss me

Dance
Sweat
Dance
Sweat
Dance
Sweat
Dance
Sweat

ES:

brilla el litio en la calle
no hay nadie vuelvo a casa
el semáforo brillante
y las luces apagadas
en la habitación a oscuras
la cara recién lavada
me he quitado el pintalabios
y espero sentada a tu llamada

pero nunca llega
tal vez sea todo culpa de esa chica nueva
a la que ves
con ese rollo francés
nadie se lo cree
he esperado mucho para volverte a ver

y cuando te he visto me has dejado de querer
que pena mas grande la que me haces padecer
padecer
padecer
padecer
la que tu me haces padecer

No sé que hacer desde ayer y ahora
mi alma es de la textura de un bote de gel
No sé que hacer desde ayer y ahora
mi alma es de la textura de un bote de gel

Te apareces en mis sueños
dices que te debo algo
pero no lo creo
siempre me haces partícipe de todos tus juegos
yo solo quiero mirar al sol en el recreo
volver a ser una niña para sufrir menos
para no perder el tiempo con tanto lamento
escuchar la última canción
de mañaneo

he encendido una vela para que no te aparezcas
aunque dejo la luz encendida y la puerta abierta
no es que no te quiera
es que ahora me quiero yo
como dice bunny ahora soy peor
he encendido una vela para que no te aparezcas
aunque dejo la luz encendida y la puerta abierta
no es que no te quiera
es que ahora me quiero yo
como dice bunny ahora soy peor

rolling with my ladies on the floor
singing baby baby drop that broad
is the same old song

y tal vez
vuelva a ver
esa luz que reflejé
ya no me incitas
no me necesitas
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor y mejor y mejor, y mejor, y mejor…

y mejor



EN:

lithium shines in the street
there's no one I'm going home
the traffic light shining
and the lights off
in the darkened room
my face freshly washed
I've taken off my lipstick
and I sit and wait for your call

but it never comes
maybe it's all the fault of that new girl
the one you see
with that French vibe
no one believes it
I've waited a long time to see you again

and when I've seen you you've stopped loving me
what a great sorrow that you make me suffer
suffer
suffer
suffer
that you make me suffer

I don't know what to do since yesterday and now
my soul is the texture of a jar of gel
I don't know what to do since yesterday and now
my soul is the texture of a jar of gel

You appear in my dreams
You say I owe you something
but I don't believe it
you always make me a part of all your games
I just want to look at the sun at playtime
to be a little girl again and suffer less
not to waste time with so much regret
to listen to the last song
at sunrise

I've lit a candle so you won't show up
although I leave the light on and the door open
it's not that I don't love you
it's that now I love me
as bunny says now I'm worse
I've lit a candle so you won't show up
although I leave the light on and the door open
it's not that I don't love you
it's that now I love me
as bunny says now I'm worse

rolling with my ladies on the floor
singing baby baby drop that broad
is the same old song

and maybe
I'll see again
that light that I reflected
you don't urge me on no more
you don't need me no more
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better and better and better and better and better and better and better...

and better

ES:

estoy cansada y no lo entiendo
intento expresarlo con palabras
y al final salen bostezos

el miedo
de verme en un espejo
y disociar entre la imagen
y entre lo que en si proyecto

casi ni veo cine
desecho mis deseos
ya no hago lo que quiero
porque nunca tengo tiempo
y me lamento
y lo único pienso
es que me come la ciudad
y que me enreda el pelo el viento

pensé que amar sería suficiente
pero me siento sola y peleada con mi mente
no creo en mi talento como antes
no soy la que era antes
no soy suficiente
o soy demasiado grande
no soy nada fuerte
o es que tengo mucho aguante
no recuerdo nada lo que es sentirme bien
con el alma llena como un niño
que empieza a correr

pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de un sueño malgastado
pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado

tal vez el camino equivocado
sea siempre el que me ha conquistado
ya tengo el enigma descifrado
el tiempo se pasa muy despacio

no busco na' de nadie
la suerte no me sobra pero siempre se comparte
escribo versos con punto y a parte
porque un punto y seguido implica motivos pa' seguir adelante
pero tranquilas que aquí mando yo
el agua limpia todo y últimamente está lloviendo un montón
no quiero sentir ni un remordimiento nunca más
la sensación que mas me pesa es la de recordar

algún día estaré bien lo puedo asegurar
sentirme a mí misma es suficiente pa' avanzar
igual que el pie que se siente a sí mismo al andar
igual que dos enamorados dentro de un maizal
escribo para mí y para reafirmar
que puede que algún día este cigarro se apague sin más
y no lo entenderás por no haber querido preguntar

ya no te sientas mal por mí me he cambiado de piel
a veces tu recuerdo incluso me sabe a miel
he estado imaginándome que es lo que quiero ser
y solo busco ser más gata que nunca y correr
y correr y correr y correr
y correr


pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de un sueño malgastado
pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado



EN:

I'm tired and I don't understand
I try to put it into words
and in the end yawns come out

the fear
of seeing myself in a mirror
and dissociate between the image
and between what I project

I almost don't watch movies
I discard my desires
I no longer do what I want
because I never have time
and I lament
and the only thing I think
is that the city eats me up
and that the wind is tangling my hair

I thought that loving would be enough
but I feel lonely and at odds with my mind
I don't believe in my talent like before
I'm not what I used to be
I'm not enough
or I'm too big
I'm not strong at all
or is it that I have too much endurance
I don't remember what it's like to feel good
with a soul as full as a child
who starts to run

I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of a wasted dream
I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me

maybe the wrong path
is always the one that has conquered me
I already have the enigma deciphered
time goes by very slowly

I'm not looking for anything from anyone
luck is not enough for me but I always share it
I write verses with a full stop, new paragraph
because a full stop, no new paragraph implies reasons to keep going on
but don't worry I'm in charge here
water cleans everything and lately it's been raining a lot
I don't want to feel a single remorse anymore
the feeling that weighs me down the most is the one of remembering

someday I'll be alright I can assure you
feeling myself is enough to move forward
just like the foot that feels itself when walking
just like two lovers inside a cornfield
I write for myself and to reaffirm
that maybe someday this cigarette will go out just like that
and you won't understand because you didn't want to ask

don't feel bad for me anymore I've changed my skin
sometimes your memory even tastes like honey to me
I've been imagining what I want to be
and I'm just trying to be more cat than ever and run
and run and run and run and run
and run

I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of a wasted dream
I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me

Wearing me out Numbing Steeling
Fading
A shadow of ourselves Appeasing
Misleading
Beating life from our souls
And I don’t know Where I’m going Know I’m bleeding And I don’t know Where I’m reaching These feelings
I’d do anything
To believe ya
To believe ya
I’ll give everything
Cos I’ve been here too long Though I’ve held tight and let go I’ll find you
I’ll find you I’ll find you
Hounding down Pushing
Heart is Greying
Ageing in it’s shell Taunting
Tempting
Breaking buildings in town
And with patience I’ll find you I’ll practice persistence
I’ll find you
And with patience I’ll find you I’ll practice persistence
I’ll find you
Never, never, never gonna go back Your tenderness
Consuming
Though I’ve worn out
The cynical clothes
That covered my bones
I’m never gonna go back
Never, never, never gonna go back Your tenderness
Consumes me
Though I’ve held tight
And let go
I’ll find you
I’ll find you

Now I find you hidden in my dreams
A secret place that just belong to us

Now I find you hidden in my dreams
A secret place that just belong to us