Preciados — Despacio song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Despacio" by Preciados.
Lyrics
He bebido tanto
Que la sala gira y gira
Ojos de colores
Y una luz que me ilumina
Un latido sordo
Me acelera el corazón
Y me recuerda nena
Que esta noche pago yo
Hay personajes
Que bailan como patos al compás
De una música enlatada
Que sólo hace «chuchuáp»
Tú te retuerces
Con tu figura de gatita
En tu tejado y yo apartado
Me meneo como Chita
Me bastaría con saber
Que vas a estar despierta
Que la resaca hasta la orilla traiga
Tantas horas muertas
(Estribillo)
Quiero verte saltar
En el fondo del estanque
En mi desván
Quiero agobiarte
Quiero hacerte rabiar
Que te hagas la interesante
Y conseguir
Quitarte los guantes
Despacio
Despacio
Despacio
Despacio
Esa bola gira
A treinta mil revoluciones
Dice el de la puerta:
«No me toques los botones»
Tira para casa
No te vayan a amargar
Esta dulce noche
Con delirios de agresividad
Me bastaría con saber
Que vas a estar despierta
Que la resaca hasta la orilla traiga
Tantas horas muertas
(Estribillo)
Quiero verte saltar
En el fondo del estanque
En mi desván
Quiero agobiarte
Quiero hacerte rabiar
Que te hagas la interesante
Y conseguir
Quitarte los guantes
Despacio
Despacio
Despacio
Síguelo, tómalo, cómelo, bébelo
Ay ay ay ay
Lyrics translation
I've drunk so much
Let the room spin and spin
Colorful eyes
And a light that illuminates me
A deaf heartbeat
It speeds up my heart
And it reminds me baby
That tonight I pay
There are characters
Dancing like ducks to the beat
From a canned music
That just does " chuchuáp»
You twist
With your kitty figure
On your roof and me out.
I wiggle like a cheetah
It would be enough to know
That you'll be awake
Let the hangover to the shore bring
So many dead hours
(Chorus)
I want to see you jump
At the bottom of the pond
In my attic
I want to overwhelm you
I want to make you angry
Make yourself interesting
And get
Take off your gloves
Slowly
Slowly
Slowly
Slowly
That ball turns
At thirty thousand revolutions
Says the one at the door:
"Don't touch my buttons»
Strip home
Don't get bitter
This sweet night
With delusions of aggression
It would be enough to know
That you'll be awake
Let the hangover to the shore bring
So many dead hours
(Chorus)
I want to see you jump
At the bottom of the pond
In my attic
I want to overwhelm you
I want to make you angry
Make yourself interesting
And get
Take off your gloves
Slowly
Slowly
Slowly
Follow it, take it, eat it, drink it
Ay ay ay ay