Fito Paez — Construcción song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Construcción" by Fito Paez.
Lyrics
Amo aquella vez como si fuese ultima,
beso a su mujer como si fuese ultima,
y a cada hijo suyo cual si fuese el unico
y atravezo la calle con su paso timido,
subio la construccion como si fuese maquina,
alzo en el balcon cuatro paredes solidas,
ladrillo con ladrillo en un diseño magico,
sus ojos embotados de semento y lagrimas,
sentose a descansar como si fuese sabado,
comió su pan con queso cual si fuese principe,
bebió y solloso como si fuese un naufrago,
danzó y se rió como si ollese música,
y tropeso en el cielo con su paso alcoholico,
y floto por el aire cual si fuese un pajaro,
y termino en el suelo como un bulto flasido,
y agonizo en el medio del paseo publico,
murio acontramano entorpeciendo el transito,
Amo aquella veeez
como si fuese ultimoo,
Beso a su mujeeeer
como si fuese unicaa,
y a cada hijo suyooo
cual si fuese el prodigooo,
y atravezo la calle con su paso alcoholico,
soplo la construccion como si fuese solida,
alzo en el balcon cuatro paredes magicas,
ladrillo con ladrillo en un diseño logico,
sus ojos embotados de semento y transito,
sentose a descansar como si fuese un principe,
comio su pan con queso cual si fuese maximo,
bebio y solloso como si fuese maquina,
danzó y se rió como si fuese el proximo,
y tropézo en el cielo cual si ollese musica,
y floto por el aire cual si fuese sabado,
y termino en el suelo como un bulto timido,
agonizo en medio del paseo naufrago,
murio acontramano entorpeciendo el publico.
Amo aquella vez como si fuese maquina,
beso a su mujer como si fuese logico,
alzo en el balcon cuatro paredes flasidas,
sentose a descanzar como si fuese pajaro,
y floto en el aire cual si fuese un principe,
y termino en el suelo como un bulto alcoholico,
murio acobtramano entorpeciendo el sabado,
por eso el pan de comer y el suelo para dormir,
registro para nacer, permiso para reir,
poder dejarme respirar, y por dejarme existir,
Diooos leee pageee,
por esa grapa de gracia que tenemos que beber,
por ese jugo desgracia que tenemos que toser,
por dos andamios de gente que tenemos que subir y caer,
Diooos leee pageee,
por esa tia que un dia nos va a vurlar y escupir,
y por las moscas y besos que nos vendran a cubrir,
y por la capa postrera que al fin nos va a redimir,
Diooos leee paaageee.
Lyrics translation
I love that time as if it were last,
kiss his wife as if she were last,
and every child of his as if he were the only one
and I cross the street with his shy step,
I climbed the building as if it were machine,
lift on the balcony four solid walls,
Brick By Brick in a magical design,
his eyes dulled with seed and tears,
sit to rest as if it were Saturday,
he ate his bread with cheese as if he were a prince,
he drank and sobbed as if he were a shipwreck,
he danced and laughed as if Olling music,
and stumble in the sky with his alcoholic step,
and I float through the air like a bird,
and I end up on the ground like a flabby lump,
and agonizing in the middle of the public walk,
he died in a traffic jam.,
I love that veeez
as if it were ultimoo,
Kiss his wifeeeer
as if it were unique,
and to every son suyooo
what if I was the prodigy,
and I cross the street with his alcoholic step,
I blow the construction as if it were solid,
I rise on the balcony four magical walls,
Brick By Brick in a logical design,
his eyes dulled with seed and transit,
sit to rest as if he were a prince,
he ate his bread with cheese as if it were maximo,
he drank and sobbed like a machine,
he danced and laughed as if he were the next,
and I stumble in the sky as if ollese music,
and I float in the air as if it were Saturday,
and I end up on the ground like a shy lump,
agonizo in the middle of the shipwreck walk,
he died at the end of the day, obstructing the public.
I love that time like I'm a machine,
I kiss his wife like it makes sense,
I rise on the balcony four flaccid walls,
he felt like he was a bird.,
and I float in the air as if I were a prince,
and I end up on the ground like an alcoholic lump,
died acobtramano obstructing Saturday,
that's why the bread to eat and the floor to sleep,
birth registration, permission to laugh,
to let me breathe, and to let me exist,
Diooos leee pageee,
for that staple of grace we have to drink,
for that unfortunate juice we have to cough,
by two scaffolding of people we have to go up and down,
Diooos leee pageee,
because of that girl who's gonna spit on us one day,
and for the flies and kisses that will come to cover us,
and for the last layer that will at last redeem us,
Diooos Leee paaageee.