More songs by Bunbury
Description
Mixer, Producer: Bunbury
Vocals: Bunbury
Mixing Engineer: Daniel Bitran Arizpe
Conga, shaker, timpani: Johnny Molina
Bongo drums: Johnny Molina
Hammond organ, piano, Wurlitzer: Jorge Rebenache
Contrabassoon: Lurie Molina
Piano: Paolo Soprani
Drums: Ramon Gacias
Mixer, Producer: Ramon Gacias
Spanish guitar: Sebastian Aracena
Mastering Engineer: Tom Baker
Screenwriter: Enrique Bunbury
Screenwriter: Guillermo Marin
Lyrics and translation
Original
Qué más da cuánto te equivocas
Siempre puedes echar marcha atrás
Regresar, completar el ciclo
Y quizás volver otra vez hasta el mismo lugar
Hay balas que apenas te rozan
Hay una voz que permanecerá rota
¿Qué esperabas de mí?
Quizás no doy para más
Si no es demasiado pedir
Quizás lo vaya a olvidar
Qué novedad, no tengo experiencia vital
Dame unos años más, aprenderé el reglamento
Y así tendré que al final concederle tiempo al tiempo
Pero olvidé mencionar que soy una estrella fugaz
Hay balas que apenas te rozan
Hay una voz que permanecerá rota
¿Qué esperabas de mí?
Quizás no doy para más
Si no es demasiado pedir
Quizás lo vaya a olvidar
Y tanta gente que ya no está
A este lado del bar la fiesta se acaba
Sírvame otra ronda, póngame algo de tomar
Se van sin pagar y las cuentas no cuadran
Hay balas que apenas te rozan
Hay una voz que permanecerá rota
¿Qué esperabas de mí?
Quizás no doy para más
Si no es demasiado pedir
Quizás lo vaya a olvidar
Si no es demasiado pedir
Hoy lo voy a olvidar
English translation
It doesn't matter how much you're wrong
You can always go back
Return, complete the cycle
And maybe go back to the same place again
There are bullets that barely touch you
There is a voice that will remain broken
What did you expect from me?
Maybe I don't have enough for more
If it's not too much to ask
Maybe I'll forget it
What's new, I have no life experience
Give me a few more years, I'll learn the rules
And so in the end I will have to give time to time
But I forgot to mention that I'm a shooting star
There are bullets that barely touch you
There is a voice that will remain broken
What did you expect from me?
Maybe I don't have enough for more
If it's not too much to ask
Maybe I'll forget it
And so many people who are no longer here
On this side of the bar the party ends
Pour me another round, give me something to drink
They leave without paying and the accounts don't add up
There are bullets that barely touch you
There is a voice that will remain broken
What did you expect from me?
Maybe I don't have enough for more
If it's not too much to ask
Maybe I'll forget it
If it's not too much to ask
Today I'm going to forget