Yoskar Sarante — El Cigarrillo song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "El Cigarrillo" by Yoskar Sarante.
Lyrics
Anoche estuve conversando con mi cigarrillo.
Me sentí cansada, cansada, aburrida y tan bacía.
Que aveces asta pienso que ni siquiera existo.
Que aveces asta pienso que ni siquiera existo.
Lo encendí muy lentamente, le dí una fumada.
Y al mirar el humo que en el espacio se volatizaba.
Recordé tantas cosas que creí olvidadas.
Se las conté todas mientras que lo fumaba.
Le converse de ti y de mis añoranzas.
Le conte de tus besos y de mis esperanzas.
Le conté de tu olvido, de mis lágrimas tantas.
De aquello que vivimos y que hoy se a vuelto nada.
Le dije que es posible que a mi nadie me quiera.
Por que he intentado vivir a mi manera.
Por que me he negado a pagar el tributo.
De bajeza y pecado que hoy no exige el mundo.
Que a lo mejor estoy acabada o que la vida me a vencido.
Que he sufrido y he llorado.
Que he luchado y he reído.
Y que es lo que he ganado por ser así tan comprensiva.
Solo vivir desesperada en un mundo tan vacío.
Anoche estuve conversando con mi cigarrillo.
Y al terminarlo pensando me quede entre suspiros.
Que en este verso triste que es el mundo en que vivo.
Solo él me va quedando como único amigo.
Lyrics translation
I was talking to my cigarette last night.
I felt tired, tired, bored and so Bacia.
Sometimes I think I don't even exist.
Sometimes I think I don't even exist.
I turned it on very slowly, gave it a smoke.
And as we looked at the smoke in space, it vanished.
I remembered so many things I thought were forgotten.
I told them all while I smoked it.
I told him about you and my longing.
I told him about your kisses and my hopes.
I told him about your forgetfulness, about my tears.
That which we live and which today has become nothing.
I told him that it's possible that no one wants me.
Because I've tried to live my own way.
Because I refused to pay tribute.
Of meekness and sin that the world does not demand today.
That maybe I'm finished or that life has overcome me.
That I have suffered and cried.
That I fought and laughed.
And that's what I've earned for being so understanding.
Just living in despair in such an empty world.
I was talking to my cigarette last night.
And when I finished thinking about it, I stayed between sighs.
That in this sad verse that is the world in which I live.
He's my only friend.