Lyrics of Besos Como Balas - Luis Eduardo Aute

Besos Como Balas (original)

A riesgo de que digan que estoy loco
Por no buscar el oro en lo que toco
No pienso rebelarme contra mi enajenación
Cansado de vivir sin salvavidas
Sé bien que no es la mano del Rey Midas
La que vendrá a salvar mi naufragado corazón
Y no me romperán los huesos ni quemarán mis alas
Les basta y sobra con dar besos
Besos como balas…
Me advierten «mira, no juegues con fuego
Respeta al menos las reglas del juego
O hazte a la idea de tener a mano un extintor»
Declaro que me bato en retirada
No sé jugar con las cartas marcadas
Será que nunca tuve vocación de ganador
Me recomiendan que no escupa al cielo
Si mi propósito es pisar el suelo
Y no cruzar una tormenta en vuelo sin motor
Aunque me expulsen de sus paraísos
No pienso doblegarme a sus avisos
Y menos si quien viene a darme aviso es un traidor

(translation)

At the risk of being told I'm crazy
For not looking for the gold in what I touch
I do not intend to rebel against my alienation
Tired of living without lifeguards
I know well that it is not the hand of King Midas
The one who will come to save my shipwrecked heart
And they won't break my bones or burn my wings
It is enough for them to give kisses
Kisses like bullets...
They warn me "look, don't play with fire
Respect at least the rules of the game
Or make up your mind to have a fire extinguisher handy»
I declare that I am in retreat
I don't know how to play with marked cards
Could it be that I never had a vocation to be a winner?
They recommend me not to spit at the sky
If my purpose is to step on the ground
And not cross a storm by gliding
Even if they expel me from their paradises
I do not intend to bend to your warnings
And even less so if the person who comes to warn me is a traitor