Lyrics of Peor para el Sol - Joaquín Sabina

Peor para el Sol (original)

¿Quéadelantas sabiendo mi nombre?,
cada noche tengo uno distinto,
y siguiendo la voz del instinto
me lanzo a buscar…
Imagino, preciosa, que un hombre.
Algo más, un amante discreto
que se atreva a perderme el respeto
¿no quieres probar?
Vivo justo detrás de la esquina
no me acuerdo si tengo marido
si me quitas con arte el vestido
te invito a champan.
Le soltéal barman mil de propina
apuréla cerveza de un sorbo
acertóel que el templo del morbo
le puso a este bar.
Peor para el sol que se mete a las siete
en la cuna del mar a roncar,
mientras un servidor
le levanta la falda a la luna.
Al llegar al portal nos buscamos
como dos estudiantes en celo,
un piso antes del séptimo cielo
se abrióel ascensor.
Nos sirviópara el último gramo
el cristal de su foto de boda
no faltóni el desfile de moda
de ropa interior.
En mi casa no hay nada prohibido
pero no vayas a enamorarte
con el alba tendrás que marcharte
para no volver.
Olvidando que me has conocido,
que una vez estuviste en mi cama,
hay caprichos de amor que una dama
no debe tener.
(Estribillo)
Es mejor, le pedí, que te calles,
no me gusta invertir en quimeras,
me han traído hasta aquítus caderas
no tu corazón.
Y después, para quémás detalles,
ya sabéis, copas, risas, excesos
como van a caber tantos besos
en una canción.
Volvíal bar a la noche siguiente
a brindar con su silla vacía,
me pedíuna cerveza bien fría
y entonces no se…
…si soñéo era suya la ardiente
voz que me iba diciendo al oído,
me moría de ganas, querido,
de verte otra vez.
(Estribillo)

(translation)

What do you advance knowing my name?,
Every night I have a different one
and following the voice of instinct
I start looking…
I imagine, precious, that a man.
Something more, a discreet lover
that he dares to lose my respect
don't you want to try?
I live just behind the corner
I don't remember if I have a husband
if you artfully take off my dress
I invite you to champagne.
I gave the bartender a thousand tips
I finished the beer in one sip
he was right that the temple of morbidity
put him in this bar.
Worse for the sun that sets at seven
in the cradle of the sea to snore,
while a server
lifts the skirt to the moon.
When we arrived at the portal we looked for each other
like two students in heat,
one floor before seventh heaven
the elevator opened.
It served us for the last gram
the glass of your wedding photo
don't miss the fashion show
of underwear.
In my house there is nothing prohibited
but do not go to fall in love
with the dawn you will have to leave
never to return.
Forgetting that you have known me,
that once you were in my bed,
there are whims of love that a lady
she must not have.
(Chorus)
It is better, I asked him, that you shut up,
I don't like to invest in chimeras,
your hips have brought me here
not your heart.
And then, for what more details,
you know, drinks, laughter, excesses
How are so many kisses going to fit?
in a song.
I went back to the bar the next night
to toast with his empty chair,
I ordered a very cold beer
and then I don't know...
…if I dreamed the burning one was his
voice that whispered in my ear,
I was dying, dear,
to see you again.
(Chorus)