Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Con Las Ganas, artist - Zahara.
Date of issue: 24.09.2020
Song language: Spanish
Con Las Ganas(original) |
Recuerdo que al llegar ni me miraste |
fui sólo una más de cientos |
y, sin embargo, fueron tuyos |
los primeros voleteos. |
Cómo no pude darme cuenta |
que hay ascensores prohibidos, |
que hay pecados compartidos, |
y que tú estabas tan cerca. |
Me disfrazo de ti. |
Te disfrazas de mí. |
Y jugamos a ser humanos |
en esta habitación gris. |
Muerdo el agua por ti. |
Te deslizas por mí. |
Y jugamos a ser dos gatos |
que no se quieren dormir. |
Mis anclajes no pararon tus instintos, |
ni los tuyos, mis quejidos. |
Y dejo correr mis tuercas |
y que hormigas me retuerzan. |
Quiero que no dejes de estrujarme |
sin que yo te diga nada. |
Que tus yemas sean lagañas |
enganchadas a mis vértices. |
Me disfrazo de ti. |
Te disfrazas de mí. |
Y jugamos a ser humanos |
en esta habitación gris. |
Muerdo el agua por ti. |
Te deslizas por mí. |
Y jugamos a ser dos gatos |
que no se quieren dormir. |
No sé que acabó sucediendo, |
sólo sentí dentro dardos. |
Nuestra incómoda postura |
se dilata en el espacio. |
Se me hunde el dolor en el costado, |
se me nublan los recodos, |
tengo sed y estoy tragando, |
no quiero no estar a tu lado. |
Me disfrazo de ti. |
Te disfrazas de mí. |
Y jugamos a ser humanos |
en esta habitación gris. |
Muerdo el agua por ti. |
Te deslizas por mí. |
Y jugamos a ser dos gatos |
que no se quieren dormir. |
Me moriré de ganas de decirte |
que te voy a echar de menos… |
Y las palabras se me apartan, |
me vacían las entrañas. |
Finjo que no sé, y que no has sabido. |
Finjo que no me gusta estar contigo… |
Y al perderme entre mis dedos |
te recuerdo sin esfuerzo. |
Me moriré de ganas de decirte |
que te voy a echar de menos. |
(translation) |
I remember that when you arrived you didn't even look at me |
I was just one of hundreds |
and yet they were yours |
the first volleys. |
How could I not realize |
that there are elevators prohibited, |
that there are shared sins, |
and that you were so close. |
I dress up as you. |
You dress up as me. |
And we play human |
in this gray room. |
I bite water for you. |
You slide for me |
And we play at being two cats |
who don't want to sleep. |
My anchors did not stop your instincts, |
nor yours, my moans. |
And I let my nuts run |
and that ants twist me. |
I want you to not stop squeezing me |
without me telling you anything. |
May your yolks be lagañas |
hooked to my vertices. |
I dress up as you. |
You dress up as me. |
And we play human |
in this gray room. |
I bite water for you. |
You slide for me |
And we play at being two cats |
who don't want to sleep. |
I don't know what ended up happening |
I only felt darts inside. |
our awkward posture |
expands in space. |
The pain sinks into my side, |
my elbows are cloudy, |
I'm thirsty and I'm swallowing |
No I do not wanna be by your side. |
I dress up as you. |
You dress up as me. |
And we play human |
in this gray room. |
I bite water for you. |
You slide for me |
And we play at being two cats |
who don't want to sleep. |
I'll be dying to tell you |
I'm going to miss you... |
And the words escape me |
my insides empty. |
I pretend I do not know, and that you have not known. |
I pretend I don't like being with you... |
And when I get lost between my fingers |
I remember you effortlessly. |
I'll be dying to tell you |
that I'm going to miss you. |