Translation of the song lyrics A Vos - Los Caligaris

A Vos (original)

Rutina de todos los días pensando
En que carajo voy a hacer mañana
De pronto conocí un angelito, rubiecito
Rutina de todos los días pensando
En que carajo voy a hacer mañana
De pronto conocí un angelito, rubiecito
De muñeca era su cara
Te metiste en mi camino
Reemplazaste pensamientos
Y alteraste mis 5 sentidos
Ahora pienso que si mañana no llueve te voy a preguntar si quiera la hora
Te veo en la ventana de noche
Cuando duermo ahí en mi plato de achicoria
Llevarte por ahí de la mano para mi seria todo una victoria
A vos, a vos, a vos
Mi amor que sos la única musa de esta canción
A vos, a vos
Rubia cuerpo de barbye no sabes nada del amor
A vos, a vos
Y sin embargo a vos te pertenece mi corazón
Distinta al resto de la gente
Un atentado a la moral
Como dicen los decadentes
A vos, a vos
Culpable de mi insomnio por tu mágica perfección
A vos, a vos
Sustancia hecha persona que acelera mi corazón
A vos, a vos, a vos
Te pido rubia que endereces mi razón
Me construiste a mi un castillo
Por eso este estribillo te lo regalo a vos
Rutina de todos los días pensando
En tu pelo envidiado por la luna
Ya ni juego al atari
Me va a dar un infarto como al payaso caligari
Te metiste en mi camino
Reemplazaste pensamientos
Y alteraste mis 5 sentidos
Ahora pienso que si mañana no llueve te voy a preguntar si quiera la hora
Te veo en la ventana de noche
Cuando duermo ahí en mi plato de achicoria
Llevarte por ahí de la mano para mi seria todo una victoria
A vos, a vos, a vos
Mi amor que sos la única musa de esta canción
A vos, a vos
Rubia cuerpo de barbye no sabes nada del amor
A vos, a vos
Y sin embargo a vos te pertenece mi corazón
Distinta al resto de la gente
Un atentado a la moral
Como dicen los decadentes
A vos, a vos
Culpable de mi insomnio por tu mágica perfección
A vos, a vos
Sustancia hecha persona que acelera mi corazón
A vos, a vos, a vos

A Vos (translation)

everyday routine thinking
What the hell am I going to do tomorrow
Suddenly I met a little angel, little blond
everyday routine thinking
What the hell am I going to do tomorrow
Suddenly I met a little angel, little blond
As a doll it was her face
you got in my way
you replaced thoughts
And you altered my 5 senses
Now I think that if it doesn't rain tomorrow I'm going to ask you the time
I see you at the window at night
When I sleep there in my chicory bowl
Taking you out there by the hand would be a victory for me
To you, to you, to you
My love, you are the only muse of this song
to you, to you
Blonde barbye body you know nothing about love
to you, to you
And yet my heart belongs to you
Different from the rest of the people
An attack on morality
As the decadents say
to you, to you
Guilty of my insomnia for your magical perfection
to you, to you
Substance made person that makes my heart race
To you, to you, to you
I ask you blonde to straighten my reason
you built me ​​a castle
That's why I give this chorus to you
everyday routine thinking
In your hair envied by the moon
I don't even play atari anymore
I'm going to have a heart attack like the Caligari clown
you got in my way
you replaced thoughts
And you altered my 5 senses
Now I think that if it doesn't rain tomorrow I'm going to ask you the time
I see you at the window at night
When I sleep there in my chicory bowl
Taking you out there by the hand would be a victory for me
To you, to you, to you
My love, you are the only muse of this song
to you, to you
Blonde barbye body you know nothing about love
to you, to you
And yet my heart belongs to you
Different from the rest of the people
An attack on morality
As the decadents say
to you, to you
Guilty of my insomnia for your magical perfection
to you, to you
Substance made person that makes my heart race
To you, to you, to you