Ricardo Arjona — Bar song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Bar" by Ricardo Arjona.
Lyrics
Olor a nicotina
Mesas cojas
Comandas de tequilas
Luces rojas
Tertulias que se olvidan
Cuando llega
La maldita resaca
Meseras con billetes
En la blusa
Trincheras de una luz
Semidifusa
Que les quita la cara
A los que esconden secretos personales
El bar es un hotel
De medio pelo
Que les cura el desconsuelo
A los que no saben que hacer con el desvelo
Como yo Papeles por debajo de la mesa
Cocteles que te alivian la tristeza
Canciones como dagas en el pecho
De la melancolia
Historias que no van a ningun lado
Glorias de un pasado tan pasado
Y mis sueños merodeando suicidados
En la vieja tarima
Yo llevo aqui metido media vida
Y sigo solo y sin salida
Recordando todas las putas noches
Y ahi se sentaba ella
Y ahi se enamoro de mi
Y ahi mientras cantaba
Pintaba en servilletas mensajes subersivos
Mientras se la sujetaba
Y ahi se sentaba ella
Y ahi se enamoro de mi Ahi en esa silla ella
Un dia se aburrio de mi Dolores se llamaba
Que ironia
Dolores no buscaba compañia
Que le duraran mas que el After show y el sudor del camarino
Se unio a los delirios del trasnoche
Se alio a los colirios y al derroche
Y yo que bautize de amor a lo que era compañia
Jamas vimos la luna porq el bar
Jamas nos hizo recordar que afuera
El mundo continuaba sin nosotros
Porque
Ahi se sentaba ella
Ahi se enamoro de mi Se me acabo el carisma
Si me vieras
Mi voz ya no es la misma
Si me oyeras
La noches es una puta divertida
Pero cobra factura
Me fumo otro cigarro y la mañana
Me opaca como barro en la ventana
Y vuelvo como siempre
Recordando
Que
Ahi se sentaba ella
Ahi se enamoro de mi Un jueves decidio no regresar
Y no existe noche en este bar
Que yo no cante cancion por si regresa
Lyrics translation
Nicotine odor
Lame tables
Tequila commands
Red lights
Conversations that are forgotten
When he arrives
The fucking hangover
Waiters with bills
On the blouse
Trenches of a light
Semidifuse
That takes their faces away
To those who hide personal secrets
The bar is a hotel
Half-haired
That heals their grief
To those who do not know what to do with the unveiling
Like me papers under the table
Cocktails that relieve your sadness
Songs like daggers on the chest
From melancholy
Stories that go nowhere
Glories of a past so past
And my dreams lurking suicidal
On the old platform
I've been here half my life
And I'm still alone with no way out
Remembering all the fucking nights
And there she sat
And there he fell in love with me
And there while I was singing
He painted on napkins subersive messages
While holding her
And there she sat
And there she fell in love with me there in that chair she
One day he got bored of my sorrows was called
What irony
Dolores wasn't looking for company
That lasted longer than the After show and the sweat of the dressing room
He joined the delusions of the after-night
It is allied to eye drops and waste
And I baptize of love to what was companion
We never saw the moon because the bar
It never made us remember that outside
The world continued without us
Because
There she sat
There he fell in love with me I ran out of charisma
If you saw me
My voice is no longer the same
If you could hear me
The nights is a fun whore
But it charges
I smoke another cigar and the morning
It dims me like mud in the window
And I come back as always
Remember
That
There she sat
There he fell in love with me one Thursday he decided not to return
And there is no night at this bar
That I don't sing a song in case he comes back