Joaquin Sabina — Eclipse De Mar song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Eclipse De Mar" by Joaquin Sabina.
Lyrics
Hoy dice el peridico que ha muerto una mujer que conoc
que ha perdido en su campo el Atleti
y que ha amanecido nevando en Pars.
Que han pillado un alijo de coca,
que a Piscis y Acuarios les toca el vinagre y la hiel.
Que aprob el Parlamento Europeo una ley a favor de abolir el deseo
que fall la vacuna anti SIDA,
que un golpe de ha triunfado en la luna y movidas as.
Pero nada deca la prensa de hoy de esta sucia pasin, de este lunes marrn
del obsceno sabor a cubata de ron de tu piel,
del olor a colonia barata del amanecer.
Hoy amor, como siempre
el diario no hablaba de ti, ni de m.
Hoy amor, igual que ayer, como siempre
el diario no hablaba de ti, ni de m.
Hoy dijo la radio que han hallado muerto al nio que yo fui
que han pagado un pasote de pelas por una acuarela falsa de Dal.
Que ha cado la bolsa en el cielo,
que siguen las putas en huelga de celo en Mosc.
Que subi la marea, que fusilan maana a Jess de Judea,
que creci el agujero de ozono,
que el hombre de hoy es el padre del mono del ao 2000.
Pero nada deca el programa de hoy de este eclipse de mar,
de este salto mortal,
de tu voz tiritando en la cinta del contestador,
de la manchas que deja el olvido a travs del colchn.
(Estribillo)
Lyrics translation
Today says the peridic that has died a woman who knows
that has lost in his field the Atleti
and that it's Dawn snowing in Pars.
That they've caught a stash of Coke,
that Pisces and Aquariums get vinegar and gall.
That the European Parliament approves a law in favour of abolishing the
that the AIDS vaccine fails,
that a blow has triumphed on the moon and moves aces.
But nothing deca today's press of this dirty pasin, this Monday marrn
the obscene taste of rum cubata on your skin,
the smell of cheap cologne from the dawn.
Today love, as always
the paper didn't talk about you or M.
Today love, just like yesterday, as always
the paper didn't talk about you or M.
Today the radio said that the boy I was was found dead.
they've paid for a fake Dal watercolor.
That the bag has fallen into the sky,
that the whores go on a zeal strike in Moscow.
That I raised the tide, that they shoot Jess of Judea tomorrow,
that I grew the ozone hole,
that today's man is the father of the ao 2000 monkey.
But nothing deca today's program of this sea eclipse,
from this somersault,
your voice shivering on the answering machine tape,
the stains that leave the forgotten through the colchn.
(Chorus)