Lyrics of La luna me sabe a poco - Marea

La luna me sabe a poco (original)

Decía que tenía el corazón alicatao' hasta el techo
Que a ver si no podía hacerle yo una cenefa a besos
Pa' llenar de porvenir los bolsillos del mandil
Y colgar un recuerdo de cada azulejo
Y es que na le da más asco que aguantar como un peñasco
A que pase el invierno
Que le diga que ya nos veremos
Que ha vivido en un silbido
Orgullosa de haber sido una yegua sin freno
Desgastada de andar por el suelo
Le dije que a la noche por los poros me salían mares
Soñando que me hablaba y me agarraba a sus cuerdas vocales
Que no hay quien pueda dormir escuchando mi latir
Que parece que está masticando cristales
Tengo un gato en las entrañas, un tembleque en las pestañas
Y muy poco tiempo
Si me dice que ya nos veremos
Voy rompiendo las persianas
Pa' dejar por mi ventana el camino abierto
Si se cansa de andar por el suelo
Pondremos el mantel, tú quédate a mi lado
A comernos al amanecer lo que quieran las manos
Y de postre un sol maldito que termine de volverme loco
Que ya sabes que la luna a mí siempre me sabe a poco
Decía que tenía el corazón alicatao' hasta el techo
Que a ver si no podía hacerle yo una cenefa a besos
Pa' llenar de porvenir los bolsillos del mandil
Y colgar un recuerdo de cada azulejo
Pondremos el mantel, tú quédate a mi lado
A comernos al amanecer lo que quieran las manos
Y de postre un sol maldito que termine de volverme loco
Que ya sabes que la luna a mí siempre me sabe a poco
A poco, a poco
Pondremos el mantel, tú quédate a mi lado
A comernos al amanecer lo que quieran las manos
Y de postre un sol maldito que termine de volverme loco
Que ya sabes que la luna a mí siempre me sabe a poco

(translation)

He said that his heart was tiled up to the ceiling
Let's see if she couldn't make me a border with kisses
To fill the pockets of the apron with the future
And hang a souvenir from each tile
And it is that nothing disgusts him more than holding on like a rock
Let the winter pass
Tell him that we'll see each other
That she has lived on a whistle
Proud to have been a mare without a brake
Worn from walking on the ground
I told him that seas came out of my pores at night
Dreaming that she was talking to me and holding on to her vocal cords
That there is no one who can sleep listening to my heartbeat
That it looks like she's chewing on crystals
I have a cat in the entrails, a tremor in the eyelashes
and very little time
If he tells me that we'll see each other
I'm breaking the blinds
To leave the open road through my window
If you get tired of walking on the ground
We'll put the tablecloth, you stay by my side
To eat at dawn what our hands want
And for dessert a damn sun that ends up driving me crazy
That you already know that the moon to me always knows little
He said that his heart was tiled up to the ceiling
Let's see if she couldn't make me a border with kisses
To fill the pockets of the apron with the future
And hang a souvenir from each tile
We'll put the tablecloth, you stay by my side
To eat at dawn what our hands want
And for dessert a damn sun that ends up driving me crazy
That you already know that the moon to me always knows little
little by little
We'll put the tablecloth, you stay by my side
To eat at dawn what our hands want
And for dessert a damn sun that ends up driving me crazy
That you already know that the moon to me always knows little