Nena Daconte - Marta
Marta viste ojos verdes
Y un sol marcado en la cabeza
Con su descapotado blanco recorre la ciudad
Crecen flores por donde ella pisa
Es la reina del local
Le gustaba volar
Le gustaba jugar
Desconectarse de ti
Hace tiempo que voló
Sin despedirse de mi
Pero Marta ya no dice nada
Porque no hay nada más que pueda decir
Se llevó mis pinturas de colores
Me dejó plantada en este mundo raro (x2)
Marta, por Madrid, un duende
Con mirada triste
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Que siempre va detrás de ella
Nunca cumplirá los cincuenta
Y no quieres descubrir
Que de todas formas le costaba seguir
Y le gustaba volar
Le gustaba jugar
Pero Marta ya no dice nada
Porque no hay nada más que pueda decir
Se llevó mis pinturas de colores
Me dejó plantada en este mundo raro (x2)
Pero Marta ya no dice nada
Porque no hay nada más que pueda decir
Se llevó mis pinturas de colores
Me dejó plantada en este mundo raro
Marta, oooh Marta
Marta, Marta
Nena Daconte - Marta (English translation)
Marta 'wears' green eyes
and a sun set in her head.
With her uncovered white convertible
she goes about the town.
Wherever she set foot, flowers sprout up,
she is the queen of the place.
She liked to fly, she liked to play,
to disconnect from you.
She flew away some time ago
without saying goodbye to me.
But Marta doesn't say anything anymore,
because there's nothing else she could say.
She took my color paints;
she left me alone in this strange world.
But Marta doesn't say anything anymore,
because there's nothing else she could say.
She took my color paints;
she left me alone in this strange world.
Marta, in Madrid,
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a mirror for the loneliness
that always follows her.
She will never get to 50 years old
and you don't want to realize
that nevertheless she found it hard to go on.
And she liked to fly, she liked to play.
But Marta doesn't say anything anymore,
because there's nothing else she could say.
She took my color paints;
she left me alone in this strange world.
But Marta doesn't say anything anymore,
because there's nothing else she could say.
She took my color paints;
she left me alone in this strange world.
But Marta doesn't say anything anymore,
because there's nothing else she could say.
She took my color paints;
she left me alone in this strange world.