More songs by Walls
Description
Love that knows how to torment beautifully. The kind that leaves the smell of smoke on your fingers and an echo in an empty glass, which is refilled without asking. Here, feelings don't scream - they wheeze, as if they've caught a cold from long nights of waiting. A little pathos, a little self-deprecation, and a lot of truth about how hard it is to let go when even pain has become a habit.
It all sounds like a slow confession accompanied by the strings of an old guitar and the smell of cheap whisky. It seems like you already understand everything, but you still check your inbox. Because if you have to pay the price for love, at least don't give any change.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Si por ti vuelvo a pelear, es porque estás acostumbrada.
Si un día te dejara de llorar, dime que no sospecharías nada.
Al menos hazte un poco la enfadada.
Con lo que te gusta tenerme detrás.
Sé que el cariño con dinero no se paga y encima el tuyo viene y va.
¿Cuánta pena vale tu amor?
Con ella viviría si me lo pidieras, pero te fuiste y mi amor se congeló y sigue intacto esperando a ver si llegas.
Poquito a poco me ahogo en este vaso que vuelven a llenarme sin pedirlo yo.
Buscándote en los lugares equivocados, pagué las penas que pedía por tu amor.
La-ra-la-ra-la-ra, la-ra-la-ra-la-ra, la-ra-la-ra-la-ra-la-ra-la-ra-la-ra.
Te juro por mi vida, por mi chupa de cuero, por la cuerda de mi Strato y el carro de mi abuelo, que te miro y me muero, que te extraño y te quiero, que ojalá pudiera verte como algo pasajero, pero no es así.
Uh-uh. Bebé, pero no es así.
Uh-uh.
Huelen a humo mis dedos de llenar ceniceros esperando por ti.
Dime, ¿cuánta pena vale tu amor?
Con ella viviría si me lo pidieras, pero te fuiste y mi amor se congeló y sigue intacto esperando a ver si llegas.
Poquito a poco me ahogo en este vaso que vuelven a llenarme sin pedirlo yo.
Buscándote en los lugares equivocados, pagué las penas que pedía por tu amor.
La-ra-la-ra-la-ra, la-ra-la-ra-la-ra, la-ra-la-ra-la-ra-la-ra-la-ra-la-ra.
La-ra-la-ra-la-ra, la-ra-la-ra-la-ra, la-ra-la-ra-la-ra-la-ra-la-ra-la-ra.
English translation
If I fight again for you, it's because you're used to it.
If one day I stopped crying for you, tell me you wouldn't suspect anything.
At least act a little angry.
With what you like to have me behind.
I know that love cannot be paid for with money and on top of that yours comes and goes.
How worth is your love worth?
I would live with her if you asked me, but you left and my love froze and is still intact waiting to see if you arrive.
Little by little I drown in this glass that they fill me again without asking for it.
Looking for you in the wrong places, I paid the penalties I asked for your love.
La-ra-la-ra-la-ra, la-ra-la-ra-la-ra, la-ra-la-ra-la-ra-la-ra-la-ra-la-ra.
I swear on my life, on my leather jacket, on the rope of my Strato and my grandfather's car, that I look at you and die, that I miss you and love you, that I wish I could see you as something temporary, but it's not like that.
Uh-uh. Baby, but it's not like that.
Uh-uh.
My fingers smell like smoke from filling ashtrays waiting for you.
Tell me, how worth is your love worth?
I would live with her if you asked me, but you left and my love froze and is still intact waiting to see if you arrive.
Little by little I drown in this glass that they fill me again without asking for it.
Looking for you in the wrong places, I paid the penalties I asked for your love.
La-ra-la-ra-la-ra, la-ra-la-ra-la-ra, la-ra-la-ra-la-ra-la-ra-la-ra-la-ra.
La-ra-la-ra-la-ra, la-ra-la-ra-la-ra, la-ra-la-ra-la-ra-la-ra-la-ra-la-ra.