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Como el Mar
03:41
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Three, two, one.
Your time is up,
that’s your last chance,
you should’ve used it wisely.
Eso es todo, tres, dos, uno.
Are you in shape
outside and in?
Coulda’-woulda’-hhoulda’ by the ton.
Ya no hay tiempo para excusas.
No te va a dejar correr,
donde vayas te puede alcanzar.
Cuestiona su poder
y su respuesta es dura como el mar.
Here it comes!
Here it comes!
Here it co-o-o-o-omes!
Better run!
Better run!
Better ru-u-u-un!
Three, two, one.
No deja dormir,
se oye venir,
te lo advirtieron siempre.
It doesn’t really wait for you to clear your day up.
It won’t spare a single thing,
you know it’ll just catch up with
you can run but you can’t breathe,
once it’s got you it chokes you like the sea.
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It’s going slower
than it’s ever gone before.
We’re looking floppy,
feeling quite unsure;
we’re starting in Safe Mode.
‘Cause it’s as basic as your CMD,
though you’re aware you cannot command me,
so I’m overwriting.
I’ve made up my mind:
there’s no more Ctrl+Z.
Ctrl+Alt+Del…
Ctrl+Alt+Del…
Ctrl+Alt+Del…
Ctrl+Alt+Del…
Feels like we’re stuck,
am I giving you the boot?
I’ve got a spreadsheet
of the reasons why
I’m not compatible with you.
‘Cause lately I’ve not been afraid to say
this yestertech is getting in the way.
So take your time now,
with your hourglass,
Defrag it and it shall pass.
Ctrl+Alt+Del – and I reset us.
Maybe I can see what’s slowing us down so much.
Ctrl+Alt+Del – I try again ‘cause
we’re so obsolete.
Ctrl+Alt+Del – something’s not working.
No memory free. Don’t wanna freeze up again.
Ctrl+Alt+Del – I try again ‘cause
we’re so obsolete.
404 Not Found,
and you’re lying on the ground,
wondering if you should’ve backed it up.
But I’m really a 410,
‘cause I’m Gone, and then again,
403, ‘cause you’re now Forbidden.
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Listen to the tone
o-of your voice,
you got a grudge against me, you know (oh-oh).
If it’s not a fight,
I-I guess it’s right
that it’s your very own monologue (oh-oh).
Once you get into it there’s no chance
that I might just have a point,
that I may be on the right side of it.
‘Cause it’s always your call,
i-it’s over now
so I’ll be the one to back down (oh-oh).
Hoy no quiero hablar… ah-ah-ah-ah-ow!
Ya no juego más.
Si antes de empezar ya sabes
que yo pierdo.
No lo intentaré otra vez,
‘cause you’re right, and I’m wrong,
y en este juego siempre ganas.
You’re one step ahead.
You’re one step ahead.
You’re one step ahead… ah-ah-ah-ow!
Looking at the time,
I-I really don’t mind
I can be here all day (oh-oh).
For me it’s a bore,
but you just adore
to let the fighter in you come out and play.
Sé que soy mal perdedor,
pero soy mejor,
‘cause you’ve always been a lousy winner.
Listen to your words,
I-I don’t care,
and I’ll let you win against yourself (oh-oh).
So I’ll let it go…
No soporto más,
si tienes el poder para
cambiar las reglas.
Pierdo porque yo estoy
siempre un paso atrás, y tú,
one step ahead.
Get your satisfaction from
fighting like an idiot,
if you win this argument,
then I just win, period.
Keep on with your games,
‘cause it’s your own self you’re destroying,
sticks and stones will break my bones,
but you… you’re just annoying.
Get your rocks off by
fighting like a dumbass.
Baby, try and tell me
why you need to be that crass.
Keep the nonsense coming;
I’ll just go do something else now.
I can stop it when I want,
I’m sorry you don’t know how.
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4. |
What If
04:07
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What if I let you in?
What if I gave it up?
I’d have you, then I’d know just what it’s like.
What if I took you on?
What if I had you now?
I’d have it, make a habit, and then what?
Supposing I took the risk of loving you,
would it be a safe bet or the dumbest move?
What if I held you tight?
What if I felt you breathe?
I’d want to stay forever by your side.
What if I let you down?
And what if we grew apart?
Then, would it have been even worth the shot?
Supposing I wanted more than you from it...
And I begin to deal with the ‘what ifs’ now.
So I’ll play, play it safe.
Nothing lost, would it make
up for it, for the fact
that I will never know you?
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Ever since I checked,
there never was a line,
nothing splitting what is wrong
from what’s just fine.
So don’t get complicated,
your outdated need for labels
had its time.
Got something in your mind?
Don’t withhold.
A friend with something extra
for when it gets cold.
Come on!
Isn’t that what friends are for?
So come on!
And isn’t that what friends are for?
‘Never kiss and tell’,
by this I will abide.
Kiss and make up;
kiss and make out… you decide.
So don’t you go out of range, having things change
was never what I implied.
Got the kind of itch that
just a friend can scratch?
Got the type of secret
that you wish I’d match?
Come on!
Isn’t that what friends are for?
So come on!
And isn’t that what friends are for?
He needs a friend that hits it,
a friend with benefits and
a kissing friend who looks for no promotions.
She wants a friend to listen,
to all the things she’s missing,
someone who’s game for every game.
So if you got something in your mind…
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6. |
Lo Mismo
04:09
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Ya,
no es llegar y ponernos serios,
nunca fue
un reflejo nuestro.
No,
no hay manera de hablarte de esto
sin causar
tu risa y mi discurso.
No da lo mismo, no da igual
si vemos el desfase.
No da lo mismo equilibrar
si vimos algo antes.
Si hubo un momento para dejar atrás
la actitud de dejar pasar, es este,
porque no da lo mismo, no da igual.
It’s not the same.
It’s not the same.
It’s not the same.
It’s not the same.
Sí,
es cierto que eres más indolente;
te acostumbré
a que pensaras más fuerte.
Ya,
no es que a mí me resulte fácil
suspender
mi fobia a lo frágil.
Es ist ernst, ich fühle dies.
I mean it, I feel it.
Es ist ernst, ich fühle dies,
es ist nich das selbe.
I feel it.
Es ist ernst, ich fühle dies.
I mean it, I feel it,
‘cause it’s not the same.
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Still alone,
easy come, easy go.
I know.
Gone again,
you don’t think less is more.
The same.
So they say
nothing works ‘til it does;
cliché...
Do you feel
nothing’s worth what it costs?
So…
So open the window and take a step up.
Stand on that ledge and just think about it.
Feel the wind while it cuts you like a knife.
Think again
if you thought you’d be fine,
refrain.
One good day
won’t make up for the signs
of decay.
Deal with it,
no matter how much you shine,
admit
you’ll go down,
when you’re hit time and time
again.
Then think if it’s worth it to try again and
feel free to take a few steps back ‘cause
now you’re in control of your life.
Uh!
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I’ll sometimes go
where I close my eyes
and get to where
I’ll be undisguised.
For just a minute
I’ll let my guard down,
and be discovered
from the inside out… not a doubt.
As if it were true –
I’m a nudist and a liar.
It’s going well: Savoy Hotel
and we’re dancing.
And I don’t know – not anymore –
when today is.
Uouó, uouó, uouó, no.
Fue ayer,
persiste el olor
de esa piel
morena y sensual… perfumada.
Y hoy me visto
demodé y normal,
no me preocupa
parecer vulgar.
Como si fuera
mentiroso y nudista.
It’s going well: Savoy Hotel
y bailamos.
And I don’t know – not anymore –
when today is.
Uouó, uouó, uouó, no.
Uouó, uouó, uouó, no.
Tarará, tarará, laralála.
Tarará, tarará, laralála.
Tarará, tarará, laralála.
Tarará, tarará, laralála.
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9. |
Parquet
03:42
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La ducha es corta,
el termo no da para más.
La misma ropa siempre,
no hay a quién impresionar.
No hay luz en la cocina,
aunque sé que no hay mucho para ver.
No sé si la he limpiado esta semana,
puede ser.
La vida es una sola,
no me voy a distraer.
Cuento hasta diez y entonces
recuerdo donde está mi norte;
no cabe duda alguna que será mucho mejor que hoy… que hoy.
Hay ruido afuera,
puede que venga del bar,
o de las vecinas
que cobran por dejarte entrar.
Un líquido en mi puerta,
no quiero saber qué es.
Gitanas en la entrada,
sé que van a prometer
cambiar mi suerte
pero no hay para qué.
Water my plants now,
dead as can be,
they lie on the dry ground,
just like me.
El techo gotea, es raro,
creo que ayer fue igual.
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10. |
Ŝelo
03:55
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La ŝelo putras,
tio flareblas.
Ĉiu eraro informas
la ceteron pri ĉio.
Interne estas io kion
ne estas prudente protekti.
Ĉar ĝi malaperas
kiam ĝi liberiĝas.
Tio flareblas...
Mia ujo lasas min eliri, kiel
vi vidas.
Mia ŝelo malsukcesas je sia tasko,
ĉu ne?
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11. |
Kind Of The One
04:27
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Here goes: let me be honest,
‘cause I can’t tell you everything back.
You’re better for me than a jog in the smog.
You’re smarter than a well-trained dog.
You’re loved more than I’ll ever love my plants.
You’re selfless as soon as you’re served.
You’re more entertaining than certain textbooks,
but that’s all I can say…
So tell me
you’ll never leave or I’ll be
sad for a moment.
Tell me,
you’re satisfied with knowing
you're not one of a kind,
but you’re kind of the one…
You’re kind of the one I’ve waited for.
Here goes: I won’t be lying,
‘cause I know well how well I can do.
You’re healthier than dinner at Burger King,
and you’re careful as a lemming will ever be.
You keep secrets like a fifth grade schoolgirl.
Unique as a car alarm.
You make me laugh more than you make me mad,
but that’s all I can say.
And I don’t mean to imply,
I would ever leave, that’s why
I can say it to your face
and know you’ll never leave my side.
And I don’t mean to conclude
I’m just settling for you.
So forgive me if I’m crude.
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You’ll be just fine,
you always are,
‘cause you’re doing what you always do.
Just barely there,
just halfway done,
stop right before it’s fully through.
My being wrong
won’t make you right,
your distance won’t let you attack.
Say you commit
– just if and when –
I’ll sit and wait for you to take it back.
‘Cause now you’re giving up.
And me, I’m giving in,
so take it back,
just like every time, like everything you do.
‘Cause now you’re slowing down
and I’m growing bored,
run from it,
just like every time, like everything you do.
I’ll be just fine,
I always am.
Let it play out…
You’re giving up,
I’m giving in,
You’re slowing down,
it’s caving in,
I’m growing bored,
I always do,
just what I foresaw;
you’re who I foresaw.
You’re giving up,
I’m giving in,
you’re slowing down,
it’s caving in,
I’m growing bored,
I always do,
just what I foresaw…
Just like every time, like everything you do…
Just like every time, like everything, like every time,
everything, like every time, like everything,
every time, like everything you do!
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13. |
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I know
you’ve got a tolerance
for most things, platitude excluded.
You know
I’m not that good with words,
but walk on eggs when you’re alluded.
So far
this hasn’t gone that well;
I’ll just freak out and grab any cliché
that I find in my way.
So there:
you should filter my words;
make sure you get the core of what I just said.
And if I dared to tell you
it would be so corny.
I know I’d say something lame,
like ‘I know you’re for me’.
That’s it;
bromidic sentences;
that's all you’ll get from me this evening.
As wine
and rum start kicking in
I’ll just get worse, please understand me (I urge you; understand me).
So there:
I’m unoriginal.
Is it okay if I choose to rip off
another tired song?
Now, please,
forget I said a thing,
you’re looking bored with my circumlocution.
And if I came around,
I know I’d be so corny.
I’d say something lame,
like ‘I know you’re for me’.
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