Fito Paez — La Canción de Sybil Vane song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "La Canción de Sybil Vane" by Fito Paez.
Lyrics
No quiero nada con vos
isterica
no sabes que es el amor
eliogabala
no quiero que me toques
no quiero que me mires
no quiero verte nunca mas.
hija de puta
rompiste mi corazon
jugaste sucio
tenias que actuar a julieta
y yo sentirme unico
hoy solo tengo este dolor
en medio del pecho
a vos te comio el amor
ami el desprecio…
tu histeria me robo mil años
yo me hubiera puesta
adelante de la bara de plata
para que nadie nadie nadie nunca nunca
te haga daño
que clase de mujer
te pensas q sos
que te creiste
con tu imaginacion
me traicionaste
no tenes perdon
y ahora fumate un viaje
vas a terminar en tu justo lugar
me decepcionaste con mis amistades
acutaste en el teatro algo q no eras
que desastre…
preferiria no haberte conocido
me hicste tan tanto tanto daño
yo era el principe cruel
ahora soy un extraño
hoy soy el muerto ideal
y resucito
de las entrañas de la locura
yo necesito
no quiero que te acuerdes de mi piel
no quiero que te acuerdes mi no quiero que me veas en la red
yo quiero ser nadie para ti traje de tu manto de dolor
tus remeras de actriz y maldicion
no me hagas lo que hizo darwin por favor
yo vivo pasado de amor
es la cancion de sibyl vane
ella era una pobre mujer
que un dia desaparecio
en una hogera de rock and rol
y va pasada de amorr (x2)
yo no te puedo dejar de pensar
el tiempo pasa historia y fantasma
yo se que te mataste por mi y se incendio mi alma
si bien yo pudo hacerte feliz
con los crimenes que cometi
quedo mi cuerpo pudrefacto en el suelo
y perfecto mi retrato
pasado de amoor
yo vivo pasado de amooor
(Gracias a Alejo por esta letra)
Lyrics translation
I don't want anything with you.
hysterical
you don't know what love is
eliogabala
I don't want you to touch me.
I don't want you to look at me.
I don't want to see you anymore.
son of a bitch
you broke my heart
you played dirty
you had to play Juliet.
and I feel unique
today I only have this pain
in the middle of the chest
love ate you
love contempt…
your hysteria robbed me of a thousand years
I would have put
front of the silver coffin
so no one no one no one never ever
hurt you
what kind of woman
you think you're
that you believed yourself
with your imagination
you betrayed me.
you have no forgiveness
and now smoke a trip
you'll end up in your rightful place
you let me down with my friends.
you played something in the theater that you weren't.
what a disaster…
I'd rather not have met you.
you hurt me so much so much
I was the Cruel Prince
now I'm a stranger
today I am the ideal dead
and resurrected
from the bowels of madness
I need
I don't want you to remember my skin.
I don't want you to remember me I don't want you to see me on the net
I want to be nobody to you suit your mantle of pain
your Actress and curse T-shirts
don't do to me what darwin did, please.
I live past love
it's sibyl vane's song
she was a poor woman
that one day he disappeared
in a rock and rol bonfire
and it goes past amorr (x2)
I can't stop you from thinking
time passes history and Ghost
I know you killed yourself for me and burned my soul
while I could make you happy
with the crimes I committed
I got my rotting body on the floor
and perfect my portrait
past of amoor
I live past amooor
(Thanks to Alejo for this letter)