Sync Different

Tu dicevi troppe cose
Canzoni tinte di rose
Parole graziose
Oh baby oh baby oh
Parlava di poesie
Rose c'est la vie
Il cielo è sceso qui
Oh baby oh baby oh
Bevevo dai suoi vetri
Così grandi, così verdi e tetri
I suoi nudi celibi
Così grandi, severi e mobili
In te
Scese quindi la mia sposa
Incompresa fu la rosa
Come ogni altra cosa
Oh baby oh baby oh
Tu dicevi troppe cose
Canzoni tinte di rose
Parole graziose
Oh baby oh baby oh
Parlava di poesie
Rose c'est la vie
Il cielo è sceso qui
Oh baby oh baby oh
Bevevo dai suoi vetri
Così grandi, così verdi e tetri
I suoi nudi celibi
Così grandi, severi e mobili
In te
Scese quindi la mia sposa
Incompresa fu la rosa
Come ogni altra cosa
Oh baby oh baby oh

ES:

oye oye
llámame y dame un garbeo con tu coche
noches locas
mándame un mensaje si ya son mas de las doce
doce menos diez

ya no tengo tiempo para la contemplación
ahora solo quiero disfrutar la sensación
no confío en nadie y no es por culpa del alcohol

no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
no me torturo eh
no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
miro para alante

tengo antojo de helao'
dame un beso frio endulzao'
que me sepa a mandarina
con burbujas como aspirina
con olor a tarta de queso
la textura de un pan entero
calentito solo pa mi
hazlo pensando solo en mi

te hago un hueco en la cama plegable
planes improvisados de tarde
ponemos algo de los noventa
la peli mas cliché que prefieras
como me gusta verte la espalda
sin el peto de color naranja
y pintarte solo con las huellas
una rosa con granos de arena
tu eres un universo en la tierra
dale que yo te llevo a Paris
nos montamos en alguna nube
y si quieres nos alquilo el Louvre
y te compro un helado de fresa
fresa rosa fresa palo fresa
fresa fresca fresita francesa
fresa tierna y luego una frambuesa

no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
no me torturo eh
no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
miro para alante

i thought i saw the sky falling
it was me in the end
im trynna' be the realest
i was falling way too fast
i know that you love me
pero no te sale bien
everybody talking about having a new benz
i wake up every morning wishing i could go back to bed again
the imaginary of my head
is always better than the things that are waiting outside for me
and i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it damn
wish i could but i cant help it
and i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it
to think that the things are coming to an end…

oye oye
llámame y dame un garbeo con tu coche
noches locas
mándame un mensaje si ya son mas de las doce
doce menos diez

ya no tengo tiempo para la contemplación
ahora solo quiero disfrutar la sensación
no confío en nadie y no es por culpa del alcohol

no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
no me torturo eh
no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
miro para alante

la brisa del patio
hojas de tabaco
bailan lentamente
entre flores del jardin

me pierdo en tus manos
no me pierdo nada
camino despacio
tranquilita junto a ti



EN:

hey hey
call me and give me a ride in your car
crazy nights
send me a message if it's after twelve o'clock
ten to twelve

I don't have time for contemplation anymore
now I just want to enjoy the feeling
I don't trust anyone and it's not because of the alcohol

I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I don't torture myself eh
I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I look forward

I'm craving for ice cream
give me a cold sweetened kiss
that tastes like tangerine
with bubbles like aspirin
with the smell of cheesecake
the texture of a whole loaf of bread
warm only for me
do it thinking only of me

I'll make room for you in the folding bed
improvised evening plans
we put on something from the nineties
the most cliché movie you want
how I like to see your back
without the orange training bib
and paint you only with your footprints
a rose with grains of sand
you are a universe on earth
come on, I'll take you to Paris
we'll ride on a cloud
and if you want I'll rent us the Louvre
and I'll buy you a strawberry ice cream
strawberry pink strawberry stick strawberry
fresh strawberry French strawberry
tender strawberry and then a raspberry

I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I don't torture myself eh
I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I look forward

i thought i saw the sky falling
it was me in the end
i'm trynna' be the realest
i was falling way too fast
i know that you love me
but you don't get it right
everybody talking about having a new benz
i wake up every morning wishing i could go back to bed again
the imaginary of my head
is always better than the things that are waiting outside for me
and i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it damn
wish i could but i cant help it
and i cant help it
I wish i could but i cant help it
to think that the things are coming to an end...

hey hey
call me and give me a ride in your car
crazy nights
send me a message if it's after twelve o'clock
ten to twelve

I don't have time for contemplation anymore
now I just want to enjoy the feeling
I don't trust anyone and it's not because of the alcohol

I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I don't torture myself eh
I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I look forward

the breeze in the courtyard
tobacco leaves
dance slowly
among the flowers in the garden

I lose myself in your hands
I don't miss anything
I walk slowly
calmly by your side

Switchblade, Switchblade, my lovely friend.
I held you so close we two till the bitter end.
One pierce, one cut was one was one too much.
For you, my love: I offer my blood.
Pen knife, pen knife – c'mon All, cheer!
For the words we sing conjures tears.
One word. A mutter with such restrain.
For me, my love, scribe me your pain?
Stiletto, my stiletto!
Will I, may I? See you again tomorrow?
One on one – We two in your room.
For we need not be bride or groom.
One pierce, one cut was one too much.
For you, my love: I offer my blood.
My blood.
My blood.
My blood.

You and I used to meet on the crowded street;
High on absinthe and all distilled so sweet.
Under a doorway lit by a single bulb:
You asked me if I could give you my love.
Sir I cannot give what I do not feel –
So don't ask and ask you wax me ill.
Yet, I should think there a girl
who might take pity on you –
Who'd love you like you know
I could never do.
Nell or Nan won't give you trouble
like you know I would;
Their love is free, which I'm sure you deserve.
Now, let's shake hands and
call ourselves “friend”.
For all things start and
all things must end.
I shall say our time together was
that most pleasant.
Remember me well and
harbor no resentment.
But why you go ‘round and say
that I have no heart?
It don't make sense
– you want what you say I ain't got.
C’mon, now, sir.
Now, I said I could not love you
and that I mean.
Ain't no man gonna put a rope around me.

Ain't no man gonna put a rope around me.
            She ain't said never better wait and see.
Ain't no man gonna put a rope around me.
            She ain't said never better wait and see.