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| Pensar En Ti | Thinking Of You |
| Allá afuera seis contra seis en la contienda futbolera del barrio Aquí adentro un insecto se posa sin complejos en el ropero. Un voceador con objetivos de venta anuncia la peor noticia Y la viuda de enfrente vió a un muchacho de veinte con malicia Y el sol que se apaga y la luna se enciende Y al vecino filósofo nadie lo entiende Y advertí que el reloj no avanzaba Presumí que era un defecto mecanico. No entendí que era por mí que no pasaba el tiempo Porque siempre, siempre pensaba en ti Coro: Pensar en ti, pensar en ti Es como abrirle un agujero al tiempo Pensar en ti Pensar en ti, pensar en ti Es un derroche de masoquismo Pensar en ti, sin mí Allá afuera cuatro contra tres fue el resultado final Y el estornudo que di fue para aquél insecto un huracan Y aquél voceador ha cambiado de noticia pues nada ha vendido Y la viuda coqueta resolvió su problema como ha podido Y la luna se apaga y es el sol que se enciende Y el filósofo vuela en su cometa de humo Estrofa 2 Coro |
Outside, six all in the local football contest Here inside, an insect lands unworried(?) on my clothes. A newspaper vendor with the aim of making a sale, announces the worst news And the widow opposite looked at a twenty-year old guy maliciously And the sun is going out and the moon is lighting up And no one understands the philosopher neighbour And I warned that the clock was not going I assumed there was a mechanical fault. I did not understand that time was not passing for me Because I was always, always thinking of you Chorus: Thinking of you, thinking of you Is like opening a hole in time Thinking of you Thinking of you, thinking of you Is a display of masochism Thinking of you, without me Outside, four-three was the final result And the sneeze that I did was like a hurricane for that insect And that vendor has changed news since he has sold nothing And the flirtatious widow resolved her problem however she could And the moon is going out and it is the sun that is lighting up And the philosopher is flying on his vaporous comet Verse 2 Chorus |