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Songs by album| Flores De Alquiler | Rented Flowers |
| Sigo el camino de baldosas amarillas Mientras oigo tus mentiras por última vez. Llevo mi diario con las paginas en blanco Y me siento tan vacía como ayer Voy de antro en antro como un gato sin tejado Al que nadie le enseño a caer de pie. Creo que he jugado en el bando equivocado Y me voy acostumbrando a perder Coro: Y hoy no me vale un «te quiero» No me vale un «lo siento» No me valen tus excusas Ni tus flores de alquiler Hoy no me valen los recuerdos Que nos quedan hoy tan lejos Que nos hacen ser un cuadro en la pared Pierdo la mirada en esas calles olvidadas Donde antes me jurabas lo que hoy no crees. Hoy no somos nada y en tu casa encantada Se marcharon los fantasmas para no volver Coro × 2 No me valen tus excusas Ni tus flores de alquiler Que nos hacen ser un cuadro en la pared |
I am following the yellow brick road While I hear your lies for the last time. I am carrying my diary with blank pages And I feel as empty as before I go from dive to dive like a cat without a roof That no one taught to land on its feet. I think I have played for the wrong side And I am getting used to losing Chorus: And nowadays I do not care about an ‘I love you’ I do not care about an ‘I'm sorry’ I do not care about your excuses Nor your rented flowers Nowadays I do not care about the recollections That stay far from us today That make us become a picture on the wall I am losing the look on those forgotten streets Where once you used to swear to me what today you do not believe. Today we are nothing and in your enchanted house The ghosts left for good Chorus × 2 I do not care about your excuses Nor your rented flowers That make us a picture on the wall |