Ricardo Arjona — A Siete Metros song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "A Siete Metros" by Ricardo Arjona.
Lyrics
Me colgue de tu mirada, me resbale en tu nariz
y salte de la catapulta de tu quijada
despues de echarme un chapuzon entre tus labios
sin mas locomocion que la imaginacion
fui a para a tu cuello y de tu cuello a tu blusa
y me cole por el orificio de un boton
despues de echarle un buen vistazo al corazon
en alas de un avion que es pura ilusion
y ya dentro de tu blusa fui bordeando tu figura
midiendo beso a beso la extension de tu estatura
y tropece con un cinturon que se ajustaba a tu cintura
que me devolvio a mi posicion a siete metros de tu ubicacion
Y yo que no se como te llamas ni tu edad
donde vives, como piensas, si compartes tu humedad
heme aqui como pirata hurgando tu intimidad
a siete metros de tu integridad
Derrape por tu ombligo, fui a parar hasta el fondo
y sali con la ayuda de un fragil vello
mientras buscaba una manera
de burlar tu cinturon con pura imaginacion
soñando me hice un microbio, y pase sin agacharme
y me deslumbro tu ropa interior
y cuando estaba a punto de encontrarte
me interrumpio un mesero: «¿le sirvo otro igual?»
traigame un wiskey doble y sientase el dueño de mi desgracia
estaba a punto de hallarla cuando usted me interrumpio
y regrese para verla y ella ya no estaba ahi
y me quede como siempre a siete metros de la realidad
Y yo que no se como te llamas ni tu edad
donde vives, como piensas, si compartes tu humedad
estoy aqui como pirata hurgando tu intimidad
a siete metros de tu integridad
Y yo que no se como te llamas ni tu edad
donde vives, como piensas, si compartes tu humedad
estoy aqui como un pirata hurgando tu intimidad
a siete metros de tu integridad
Lyrics translation
I hang from your eyes, I slip in your nose
and jump from the catapult of your jaw
after taking a dip between your lips
no more locomotion than imagination
I went to your neck and from your neck to your blouse
and stick me through the hole of a button
after taking a good look at the heart
on the wings of an airplane that is pure illusion
and already inside your blouse I was lining your figure
measuring kiss by Kiss the extension of your stature
and stumble upon a belt that would fit your waist
that returned me to my position seven meters from your location
And I don't know your name or your age
where you live, as you think, if you share your moisture
here I am as a pirate digging through your privacy
seven meters from your integrity
It skidded down your navel, I went all the way to the bottom
and I came out with the help of a fragile hair
while looking for a way
to mock your belt with Pure Imagination
dreaming I became a microbe, and pass without bending over
and I dazzle your underwear
and when I was about to find you
I was interrupted by a waiter: "can I serve you another one like that?»
bring me a double whiskey and feel the owner of my misfortune
I was about to find her when you interrupted me.
and I came back to see her and she was no longer there
and I stayed as always seven meters from reality
And I don't know your name or your age
where you live, as you think, if you share your moisture
I'm here as a pirate digging through your privacy
seven meters from your integrity
And I don't know your name or your age
where you live, as you think, if you share your moisture
I'm here like a pirate scouring your privacy
seven meters from your integrity