You never look up to the sky above It’s surely here oh only your fault Said...That time goes by nowYou always like to say that is all grey Complaining never helped anyway Makin’...
Mmmh Big changes...
‘Cause if you lift your head a bit more
You will see how beautiful this world can be whenever you get sad and lonely Just open your eyes...Walking down the street!Walking down the street, by walking
Don’t loose time on things that would hurt you Looking forward’s better for you
Never...
Let that time go nowIt’s up to you to chase all the blues Nobody’s gonna do it for you
Let it..
Shine through

ES:

tengo las horas contadas con esta nena
y la tortura del recuerdo ya se inclina en mi cabeza
y es que no veas
las cartas que juega
se las guarda detrás de la oreja

bailando en la plaza con la niña
van par de litronas pero ella va tan fina
con sus pantalones rotos justo en la rodilla
con su cigarrillo y sus pestañas postizas
yo es que voy sin prisa
yo es que voy sin prisa
pero reconozco que contigo nunca he sido mu tranquila
me pierdo con los nombres que han pasao' después de ti
con todos esos verdes en Pinar de Chamartín

me acuerdo de ti nena me acuerdo de ti
me acuerdo de ti nena me acuerdo de ti
llevo preocupada desde que te conocí
estoy anestesiada con tu saliva de anís

y siempre que salgo por las noches de Madrid
te acabo escribiendo algún mensaje

para ti para ti siempre hay uno para ti
para el fuego de tus labios disfrazados de carmin
tu pelo rapado y tus ojos medio green
para las noches tocando la guitarra junto a mi
para ti para ti siempre hay uno para ti
te dedico mis versitos favoritos del Joaquín
te dedico todas las fotos en las que me haces reír
te dedico hasta el romero de las rosas del jardin

que ya no puedo mas
dame un break no te portes mal
dime si me vas a llamar
dime si me vas a llamar
que ya no puedo mas
dame un break no te portes mal
dime si me vas a llamar
deja la tortura pa' Alejandro Sanz

y no te des por aludida
que no va por ti, te lo juro por mi vida
tengo la saudade aquí en la tripa metidita
será la pastilla que mordimos aquel dia
tu mirada es ácida como los pica pica
tu piel es el paper del tabaco que te lias
eres el sabor amargo de una mora fría
se te acaba el tiempo y ahora el mío desperdicias
me arde la retina de ver tanta tontería
tengo toas' las medias rotas de todas tus chinas
también me has quemado el corazón con tanta chispa
bonita, tienes que ser más decidida
aunque la tonta sea yo porque te lo permita
aunque lo máximo que hago es marcarme unas rimas
aunque cuando esté delante tuya me derrita
nena, se mas comprensiva

que ya no puedo mas
dame un break no te portes mal
dime si me vas a llamar
dime si me vas a llamar
que ya no puedo mas
dame un break no te portes mal
dime si me vas a llamar
dime si me vas a llamar
dime si me vas a llamar
dime si me vas a llamar
dime si me vas a llamar
deja la tortura pa' Alejandro Sanz

dime si me vas a llamar

dímelo ma
dímelo




EN:

my hours are nearly due with this girl
and the torture of the memory is leaning in my head
and you can't see
the cards she plays
she keeps them behind her ear

dancing in the square with the girl
they go with a couple of litronas but she goes so refined
with her pants torn right above the knee
with her cigarette and her false eyelashes
I'm in no hurry
I'm in no hurry
but I recognise that with you I've never been very calm
I get lost with the names that have passed after you
with all those greens in Pinar de Chamartin

I remember you baby I remember you
I remember you baby I remember you
I've been worried since I met you
I'm numb with your aniseed saliva

and whenever I go out at night in Madrid
I end up writing you a message

for you for you there is always one for you
for the fire of your lips disguised as carmine
your shaved hair and your half green eyes
for the nights playing the guitar next to me
for you for you there's always one for you
I dedicate to you my favorite verses of Joaquin
I dedicate to you all the pictures in which you make me laugh
I dedicate to you even the rosemary of the roses in the garden

I can't take it anymore
give me a break don't misbehave
tell me if you'll call me
tell me if you'll call me
I can't take it anymore
give me a break don't misbehave
tell me if you'll call me
leave the torture for Alejandro Sanz

and don't take it personal
It' s not about you I swear it on my life
I've got the saudade here in my gut
Maybe it's the pill that we bit that day
your gaze is acidic like the pica pica
your skin is the paper of the tobacco that you roll
you're the bitter taste of a cold blackberry
you're running out of time and now you're wasting mine
my retina burns from seeing so much nonsense
I've got all the socks torn from all your stones
you've also burnt my heart with so much sparkle
beautiful, you have to be more determined
even though I'm the fool because I let you do it
even though the most I do is to score me some rhymes
even though when I'm in front of you I melt
baby, be more understanding

I can't take it anymore
give me a break don't misbehave
tell me if you'll call me
tell me if you'll call me
I can't take it anymore
give me a break don't misbehave
tell me if you'll call me
tell me if you'll call me
tell me if you'll call me
tell me if you'll call me
tell me if you'll call me
leave the torture for Alejandro Sanz

tell me if you'll call me

tell me ma
tell me

I'm gonna tell you sweet little lies
tell you bout your beautiful eyes
iwanna be fake
tell you little lies
tell you bout your beautiful eyes

Well I'm gonna sing you a song about birds
Stuff you probably already heard
tell you bout the blue sky
a whole bunch of lies
tell you bout the blue sky in your eyes

Well if I should tell you no lies
Like your make up is a disguise
Then I wouldn't be fake, no
I would'nt tell you no lies
I may see a tear drop from your eyes


I'm gonna tell you sweet little lies
I'm gonna tell you sweet little lies
I'm gonna tell you sweet little lies
I'm gonna tell you sweet little lies

Tes yeux c'est plus c'que c'était
Ton regard c'est à peu près tout ce que j'aimais
Tes baisers c'est plus c'que c'était
Et ta bouche c'est à peu près tout ce que j'aimais

SEXY SIXTIES
QUELLE FOLIE
SEXY SIXTIES
C'EST BIEN FINI

Tes bras c'est plus c'que c'était
Et tes mains c'est à peu près tout ce que j’aimais
Tes seins c'est plus c'que c'était
Et tes reins c'est à peu près tout ce que j’aimais

SEXY SIXTIES
QUELLE FOLIE
SEXY SIXTIES
C'EST BIEN FINI

Tu as bien fait je crois

De me larguer là
Pour ce mec que je ne suis pas
Sexy sixties
Pour ce gars que je ne serai jamais
Sexy sixties

Ton coeur c'est plus c'que c'était
Mon amour c'est à peu près tout ce que j’avais
Ta peau c'est plus c'que c'était
Et ton cul c'est à peu près tout ce que tu avais
Sexy sixties
Sexy sixties

Si tu m'aimes plus ça va de soit
Ca n'me fait ni chaud ni froid
Mais ne t'en fais pas pour moi
Si je suis dans de beaux draps
SEXY SIXTIES
SEXY SIXTIES



English translation :


SEXY SIXTIES


Your eyes, it’s not what it used to be

Your look, it’s pretty much everything I liked

Your kisses, it’s not what it used to be

And your mouth, it’s pretty much everything I liked


SEXY SIXTIES

WHAT MADNESS

SEXY SIXTIES

IT'S ALL OVER


Your arms, it’s not what it used to be
And your hands, it’s pretty much everything I liked

Your breasts, it’s not what it used to be

And your kidneys, it’s pretty much everything I loved


SEXY SIXTIES

WHAT MADNESS

SEXY SIXTIES

IT'S ALL OVER


You were right I think to leave me there

For this guy that I'm not

Sexy sixties

For this guy I will never be

Sexy sixties


Your heart, it’s not what it used to be

My love, it’s pretty much all I had

Your skin, it’s not what it used to be

And your ass, it’s pretty much all you had


Sexy sixties
Sexy sixties


If you don’t love me anymore, it's okay

It doesn’t bother me

But don’t worry about me

If I’m in a real mess

SEXY SIXTIES
SEXY SIXTIES

Sans déconner, t’es sérieux là
? J’ai déjà entendu ça mille foisC’est pas que ça me flatte pas mais gamin va falloir t’accrocher pour m’impressionner
Tu veux te la jouer hôtel particulier et petites pépés
?
Tu sais pas dans quel guêpier tu t’es fourré
!
A tes risques et périls et huées ok vas-y on va bien s’marrer

Répète après moi
C’est pas sérieux

Tu t’prends pour Serge nom d’une vierge
Quand je suis mort t’étais pas né, si tu savais comme j’ai croqué des vertes et des pas mûres
Cramé des gitanes des tonnes qui sont plus sur le marché pour composer des mélodies elles étaient toutes à mes pieds. A quoi bon, à quoi bon t’y risquer, si ça part en sucette j’pourrai pas te tirer de là haut j’ai trop d’héritiers si tu veux finir comme un vulgaire copié-collé

Répète après moi c’est pas sérieux
ouais répète après moi c’est pas sérieux

Tu t’prends pour Serge nom d’une vierge
C’est pas que ça me flatte pas tu sais mais gamin va falloir t’accrocher il m’en faut plus que toi pour m’impressionner. Ah au fait, j’ai pas de conseils à te donner mais n’oublie pas de m’aimer

Répète après moi
Répète après moi
Répète après moi
C’est pas sérieux


IT'S NOT SERIOUS

No kidding, you can’t be serious?

I've heard that a thousand times

It's not that I ‘m not flattered but Sunny, you will have to try harder if you want to impress me

Do you want to play at “Hotel particulier” and “Petites Pépés” ?


You don’t know what a hornet’s you’ve got yourself into


At your own risk and jeers, ok, go ahead, we will have a good laugh
Repeat after me, It's not serious


You think you’re Serge, for God’s sake

When I died, you were not born,

If you knew how I fucked everything that moved

I smoked “gitanes” by the ton – they are no longer on the market-
To compose melodies for them, they were all at my feet.

What the point and taking risks
if it all falls apart, I can’t get you out of there

I have got too much progeny if you want to wind up like a cheap imitation

Repeat after me, It's not serious

yeah repeat after me it's not serious


You think you’re Serge, for God’s sake
It's not that I ‘m not flattered but Sunny, you will have to try harder if you want to impress me

Oh by the way, I have no advice to give you but don’t forget to love me

Repeat after me Repeat after me Repeat after me It's not serious

Live, love, dream and funEnjoy your day from monday to sunday Live, love, dream and fun
Those summer waves taking your soul away
It’s summertime, the sun is high in the sky
The day is mine, no place for doubtings and why suncream, cocktails, drinks, tanned skin
Lazy, nothing more to feel in
Hey!
The day is mine...
High heels, sunset color of heat No breeze to refresh our bodiesIt’s time to live free
Following pleasure and sun
Everything has to be filled with color and fun Moving slowly, towards water and sand
Let your soul be, enjoying further around
It’s time to live free
Following pleasure and sun
Everything has to be filled with color and fun Moving slowly, towards water and sand
Let your soul be, enjoying further around

Hanging out, we’re in another fightI just want you to turn up and walkHide those tears, you think that I’m pleased, how come we never agreed
It is so sad that after all those years
No one tries to stop the fights and the fears
Your losing the north boy, you’re losing it!
Flaming love, hatred’s above
I just want you to give me more
Hide those tears, you think that I’m pleased, how come we never agreed
It is so sad that after all those years
No one tries to stop the fights and the fears
Your losing the north boy, you’re losing it!

You never look up to the sky above It’s surely here oh only your fault Said...That time goes by nowYou always like to say that is all grey Complaining never helped anyway Makin’...
Mmmh Big changes...
‘Cause if you lift your head a bit more
You will see how beautiful this world can be whenever you get sad and lonely Just open your eyes...Walking down the street!Walking down the street, by walking
Don’t loose time on things that would hurt you Looking forward’s better for you
Never...
Let that time go nowIt’s up to you to chase all the blues Nobody’s gonna do it for you
Let it..
Shine through