They say you’ve got poison in your skin
and you’re made of thin plastic.
They say you’ve got a divine touch
and it stays with whoever touches you.

And if you want to go out dancing tonight,
go and put on that sinner’s disguise,
but you’d better be ready in half and hour,
because if not, I won’t come looking for you.

But first, you want to go out for dinner,
and you suggest I take you somewhere expensive.
Let’s see if they’ll accept my unemployment card,
because if not, we’ll have to rob the place.

While I’m working out the bill in my head
you take great pains to flaunt your smile,
and spend your time insulting the waiter
and sprinkle me with foam from your beer.

And I wait here for you at the bar,
while you’re off disco dancing.
I’m warning you, doll, if you overstep the mark,
I’m not going to rescue you this time.

You think you’re a consummate witch,
but in reality, you’re just intoxicated,
and you say you don’t take anything anymore,
but around here, they tell me that you do, you do,
you do, you do and they say, they say.

They say you’ve got poison in your skin,
and you’re made of thin plastic.
They say you’ve got a divine touch
and it stays with whoever touches you.

You say I’m not your ideal man,
while you flick through a magazine
and I wonder whether you might have some clue
or some photo of your dream date.

You think you’re a consummate witch
Y lo que pasa es que estas intoxicada
Que es lo dice que ya no no tomas nada
Pero me dicen por ahí que si, que si,
Que si, que si y dicen, dicen

They say you’ve got poison in your skin
and you’re made of thin plastic,
They say you’ve got a divine touch
and it stays with whoever touches you.

If I give you all I’ve got and you’d [still] rather think
that I just want to play around, it’s easier that way.
You take my breath away, but then you leave
and now estás rondando por ahí.
You want to make a punishment of love
but you’ll see that every chain can be broken.
I tried to escape down a nameless street,
if I could forget what I shouldn’t have said
Qué quería del hombre, di aquella mujer
who made him believe in the debt that’s never paid off.
You want to make a punishment of love
but you’ll see that every chain can be broken.
Déjate de cuentos ya de man and wife
Que nadie puede creer, because they always end in tears.
Nada de lamentos, I’ve got the feeling
that you can’t let this chance pass you by.
You want to make love a punishment
but you see, every chain can be broken.
Maybe play your cards differently,
Esta tarde caerá la tormenta de besos
And the night will be the strange melody
Que silba por la caña of my bones.
Tú quieres hacer del amor una condena
Pero mira que toda cadena se puede romper.
Tú quieres hacer del amor una condena
Pero mira que toda cadena se puede romper.

If you leave me
and you shut yourself up in the old illusion,
singing the same old song
that the lords of all used to sing.

If you leave me
and walk down along the appointed path,
with words that have lost all meaning,
smiling at whoever’s in power.

May the devil take you
to the hell you’ve chosen for yourself.
Since you condemn me to your oblivion,
I condemn you to my loneliness.

When I look into your eyes,
I go looking for the light in your gaze
and all I find’s the reflected image
of the fear that I feel myself.

You’re no longer by my side
in the daily struggle for survival
and now we’re just two stray bullets,
in the same stupefaction.

May the devil take you
to the hell you’ve chosen for yourself.
Since you condemn me to oblivion,
I condemn you to my solitude.

You say that your life only exists for you,
but you’re carrying my soul with you.
You say you’ve got nothing to lose
so tell me, who do you te dejas hacer?
Show me that pale blue face of yours,
you know fine well what’s closing your path,
go back and get them and start fighting,
give it all you’ve got.

Si no apuestas conmigo
and you leave the game in other hands,
if you hide your cards from your own brother,
tell me who you can trust.

If you leave me out in the cold,
and you give the key another turn,
I’ll stay … at your door
because I can’t whistle with my fingers.

May the devil take you
to the hell you’ve chosen for yourself,
since you condemn me to oblivion,
I condemn you to my solitude.

If you leave me…
If you leave me…
If you leave me…

You don’t know what to do with your own life
and need to believe that you’re controlling others,
you know how to manage your public image,
you set the price and I’m the one who pays.

You’re not going to play with me this time,
I don’t want to be your pocket novel,
I’m no longer part of your world,
aunque viva en el error
be careful, I’m tired of this.

You shouldn’t talk about me
unless you want me to talk about you,
es mejor callar, don’t talk about me.

Don’t talk about me
leave me alone, don’t talk about me
I’m going to tell you one more time,
don’t talk about me, leave me alone.

They say rock n' roll’s
a bad boys’ game,
you thought that we were here
to take the beatings,
si comprar mi alma de maldito
la cifra al infinito tendrás que elevar.

I know what you’ve been saying around here,
you only open your mouth to lie
and I know what you’re thinking
because I can see inside you.

Be careful, I’m tired of this.

You shouldn’t talk about me
or do you want me to talk about you,
it’s better to be quiet, don’t talk about me.

Don’t talk about me.
Leave me alone, don’t talk about me
I’m going to tell you once again,
don’t talk about me, leave me alone.

The mouth and the ears
open to the darkness
sowed with stellar
light.

I don’t know whether I saw it
or so I think,
like a blind man listening
to his friend’s voice.

The mouth and the ears,
open to the darkness
sowed with stellar
light.

Like a blind man sits
and listens to his friends
speaking, singing, dancing,
radar...

To my friend, as yet unknown,
in whose hands se toca el antiguo fluido
Al vagabundo que un día chose
his shadow as his only destination.
To my friend, as yet unknown.
Al que me dio a beber su mismo trago
Ese licor tan sangrado, cargado and obscure,
as necessary as the blood of Christ
Cuando ya nada podía esperar de el
A un amigo desconocido aun.
I just want to learn something from you,
Something that may soon be forgotten,
Pues algún día lo voy a contar
Muy lejos de aquí si
to another friend, as yet unknown.
With the head tan desgastada ya
like the lead of a very old pencil
and cheeks as black as coal.
He’s the friend as yet unknown.
There’s a bonfire in the middle of the pavement
and in your pocket, the letter you didn’t want to open
Because the night spoke behind your back
and its words tried to smile at you.
Goodbye, friend, as yet unknown.
I just want to learn from you,
something that may soon be forgotten,
Well, some day, I’m going to tell it,
really far from here, yeah,
to another friend, as yet unknown,
to another friend, as yet unknown.

On the other side of the river,
a light’s gone on
and you turn your back,
you’re not going to cross.

You see it’s no longer a game
they’re going to test you,
you’ve got to be sure,
they’re stronger than you.

Careful with that girl
she’s still so young,
she knows things
you can’t imagine.

On the other side, the shadows
seem aguardar
close your eyes
feel your body tremble.

If you want something
come and look for it here,
it’s the voice of the devil
that’s laughing at you.

And little by little,
anger grows in your heart.

They’re
on the other side of the river
and you’d like to be
on the other side of the sun.
on the other side, al otro lado del río
on the other side, al otro lado del sol
on the other side of the sun,
on the other side of the sun,
on the other side of the sun,
on the other side of the river.

Eché a rodar through poppy fields
Llegué cuando giraba el girasol
Ya viene la estación de las canciones
La ruta da su aliento al corazón.

Travelling love, flower of a single day,
aroma so perfect and so fleeting,
coins that reflect new suns
in the hands of the one who pays for my song.

Travelling love, flower of a single day,
aroma so perfect and so fleeting,
coins that reflect new suns,
in the hands of the one who pays for my song.

We walk along the limit of the world,
making our house in a corner,
the world is part light and part shade
and I’m part drive and part indecision.

Travelling love, flower of a single day,
aroma so perfect and so fleeting,
coins that reflect new suns,
in the hands of the one who pays for my song.

Si vas conmigo no temo por la vida
Because that’s what we’ve got in common,
Tocando con las manos los enigmas
Songs that are yet to be born.

Amor viajero, flor de un sólo día
Aroma tan perfecto pasajero
Monedas que reflejan soles nuevos
En manos de quien paga mi canción.

If I ever catch you painting
a chalk heart on the wall,
I’ll give you a thrashing for
writing my name inside it.

You did it because I invited you out yesterday
when you were walking hand-in-hand with your friend;
all the lights had just come on,
it was late and all three of us laughed.

Then I waited for you in the square,
and the hours went by sin saber qué hacer,
when I saw you come at last,
I called you by your name,
but you wouldn’t stop running.

And if I ever catch you painting
another chalk heart on the wall.

I think that was the day you started to grow up,
I wonder how they convinced you.
They told you that playing was a sin
or you saw one of those endings at the cinema.

Y si te vuelvo a ver pintar
un corazón de tiza en la pared
te voy a dar una paliza por haber
escrito mi nombre dentro.

I intended to forget it
y al salir al otro día no pensaba en ti,
but I saw a heart drawn on my door
and my name was written next to yours.

If I ever catch you painting
another chalk heart on the wall,
I’ll give you a thrashing for
writing my name inside it.

If I ever catch you painting
another chalk heart on the wall…