Nacho Vegas — Dry Maritini, S. A. song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Dry Maritini, S. A." by Nacho Vegas.
Lyrics
Tomo notas para hacer
De mi vida sin ti algo habitable
(habitable)
Leo entera La Razón
Hoy desarmé la televisión
Tarareando una canción insoportable
(insoportable)
Así pues
Cuando no tengas nada que hacer
Y yo pase por tu cabeza
Nadie podrá oírte así que
Piensa en mí como si me quisieras
Y desde la otra habitación
Y arrimado contra la pared
Te he escuchado cuestionar
Hasta el mismo amor
Y yo pensé en voz alta …
Pero qué mal
(Nacho has vuelto a hacerlo mal)
Muy mal
(lo hiciste mal)
Era un juego y ahora es real
Pero qué mal
(Nacho has vuelto a hacerlo mal)
Fatal
(lo hiciste mal)
Era un sueño y ahora es real
Pierdo un vuelo, pierdo un tren
Pierdo los papeles y por ti
Perderé la cabeza poco a poco
Me recibes sonriendo
Me arrastras veinte metros por el suelo
Y sólo dices: esto es cosa de locos
De locos
Mientras alzo una mano con la que
Podré rozar el cielo
La otra acaricia tus entrañas
Con la punta de sus dedos
Y me hago tan pequeño que
Me deslizo dentro como un pez
Y me pregunto: ¿esto será
Lo más profundo que te voy
A conocer jamás?
(Nacho has vuelto a hacerlo mal)
Qué mal
(lo hiciste mal)
Era un juego y ahora es real
Pero qué mal
(Nacho has vuelto a hacerlo mal)
Fatal
(lo hiciste mal)
Era un sueño y ahora es real
Pero qué mal
(Nacho has vuelto a hacerlo mal)
Muy mal
(lo hiciste mal)
Era un juego y ahora es real
Nos quedará
(Nacho has vuelto a hacerlo mal)
Menos mal
(lo hiciste mal)
Dry Martini, sexo anal
El aire, el aire
Quererte es intentar atrapar con las manos el aire
El aire, el aire
Quererte es como obrar un milagro
Tú dices hasta aquí llegué y estuvo bien
Pero no te mueves del lugar
Yo llego a la de tres, empezaré a correr
Pero olvido que no sé contar
Pero qué mal
(Nacho has vuelto a hacerlo mal)
Muy mal
(lo hiciste mal)
Era un juego y ahora es real
Pero qué mal
(Nacho has vuelto a hacerlo mal)
Fatal
(lo hiciste mal)
Era un sueño y ahora es real
Qué mal
(Nacho has vuelto a hacerlo mal)
Muy mal
(lo hiciste mal)
Era un juego y ahora es real
Pero qué mal
(Nacho has vuelto a hacerlo mal)
Fatal
(lo hiciste mal)
Era un sueño y ahora es real
Nos quedará
(Nacho has vuelto a hacerlo mal)
Menos mal
(lo hiciste mal)
Dry Martini, sexo anal
El aire, el aire
Quererte es intentar atrapar con las manos el aire
El aire, el aire
Quererte es como obrar un milagro
Qué mal, muy mal
Era un juego y ahora es real
Pero qué mal, fatal
Era un sueño y ahora es real
Pero qué mal, muy, muy mal
Era un juego y ahora es real
Nos quedará, menos mal
Dry Martini, S. A
Lyrics translation
I take notes to make
Of my life without you something habitable
(habitable)
I read the whole reason
I disarmed the TV today.
Humming an unbearable song
(unbearable)
So
When you have nothing to do
And I go through your head
No one will be able to hear you so
Think of me as if you loved me
And from the other room
And lashed against the wall
I've heard you question
Even the same love
And I thought out loud …
But how bad
(Nacho you've done wrong again)
Very bad
(you did it wrong)
It was a game and now it's real
But how bad
(Nacho you've done wrong again)
Fatal
(you did it wrong)
It was a dream and now it's real
I miss a flight, I miss a train
I lose the papers and for you
I'll lose my mind little by little
You receive me smiling
You drag me 20 feet across the floor
And you just say, this is crazy stuff.
Of Fools
While I raise a hand with which
I can touch the sky
The other caresses your entrails
With the tips of your fingers
And I get so small that
I slip in like a fish
And I wonder: Will this be
As deep as I go
Ever meet?
(Nacho you've done wrong again)
That's too bad.
(you did it wrong)
It was a game and now it's real
But how bad
(Nacho you've done wrong again)
Fatal
(you did it wrong)
It was a dream and now it's real
But how bad
(Nacho you've done wrong again)
Very bad
(you did it wrong)
It was a game and now it's real
We'll be left
(Nacho you've done wrong again)
Thank God.
(you did it wrong)
Dry Martini, anal sex
The air, the air
To love you is to try to catch the air with your hands
The air, the air
Loving You is like working a miracle
You say this far I came and it was fine
But you don't move from the place
I get to three, I'll start running
But I forget I can't count
But how bad
(Nacho you've done wrong again)
Very bad
(you did it wrong)
It was a game and now it's real
But how bad
(Nacho you've done wrong again)
Fatal
(you did it wrong)
It was a dream and now it's real
That's too bad.
(Nacho you've done wrong again)
Very bad
(you did it wrong)
It was a game and now it's real
But how bad
(Nacho you've done wrong again)
Fatal
(you did it wrong)
It was a dream and now it's real
We'll be left
(Nacho you've done wrong again)
Thank God.
(you did it wrong)
Dry Martini, anal sex
The air, the air
To love you is to try to catch the air with your hands
The air, the air
Loving You is like working a miracle
That's bad, that's bad.
It was a game and now it's real
But that's too bad, fatal.
It was a dream and now it's real
But that's bad, very, very bad
It was a game and now it's real
It'll fit, thank God.
Dry Martini, S. A