Ricardo Arjona - Iluso
Era un jueves gris, llovÃa
PÃdeme un remis, decÃa
En el lobby de un hotel, barato
Viene de rentar su piel,un rato
Con la algarabÃa de deber, cumplido
Acrobacias del placer, fingido
Un orgasmo de alquiler, con ruidos
Pone boca en su carmÃn, escaso
Arañando el adoquin, sus pasos
Quién tiene algo para la nariz? Pregunta
PodrÃa ser de utilidad mi pañuelo?
Disfracé de ingenuidad mi anzuelo
Algo para no dormir, idiota
Si me das podrias pedir, mi ropa
Dónde encuentro nieve pa'l desvelo ahora
Creo que 100 podria ajustar, te animas
Mi depa esta al cruzar, la esquina
Estoy solo como tú, fulana
Te invito a estrenar la luz, mañana
No te quiero pa' desarreglar, la cama
No es lo que haces con tu boca mi muñeca rota lo que solicito
Te puedes dejar la ropa mi muñeca rota, no la necesitoRicardo Arjona - Iluso - http://motolyrics.com/ricardo-arjona/iluso-lyrics-english-translation.html
No es mojar la calentura, hurgar en tu cintura, lo que ando buscando
Es un poco de ternura para ver si cura lo que estoy pasando
Dijo ¡si, sin sonreir camina
Dime si el sexo sin placer, te enciende?
Solo si el cliente es mujer, me entiendes?
Disimulando argumente está claro
No te creas que me parece raro
Cada quien su gusto y su pasion, le dije
Te podrÃa sujetar la mano?
Dame 100 para empezar, y hablamos
Los busqué en mi pantalón, y nada
Fui debajo del colchón, y estaban
Se los di como quien compra un par de alas
No es lo que haces con tu boca mi muñeca rota lo que solicito
Te puedes dejar la ropa mi muñeca rota, no la necesito
No es mojar la calentura, hurgar en tu cintura, lo que ando buscando
Es un poco de ternura para ver si cura lo q estoy pasando
Miro el buró y sin sonreirmomento
Si es tu ex la del buró no hay trato
Con su mano señalo el retrato
La conoces pregunte? Confuso
Fue por mi quien te dejó, iluso
Ricardo Arjona - Fool (English translation)
It was a grey thursday, it was raining
"Call me a cab", she said
while in the lobby of a cheap hotel
She had just rented her skin for a while,
and she feels the satisfaction of a task well done.
Acrobatics of faked pleasure,
An orgasm for rent, with sounds
She puts her mouth on the scarce lipstick
Scratching the paving stone, her steps.
"Who's got something for my nose?", she asks
"Could my handkerchief be of use?"
I disguised my bait with ingenuity
"Something to keep me up, you idiot,
If you give me something you could ask for my clothes"
"Where can I find snow for sleeplessness, now?"
"I think a hundred could be enough, do you dare?"
My flat is just around the corner
I'm lonely just like you, you floozy
I'm inviting you to see the first light together, tomorrow
I don't need you to unmake my bed".
It's not what you do with your mouth,
my broken doll, what I'm asking for.
You can leave your clothes on,
my broken doll, I don't need them.
It's not to quell the fire, to drown your waist,
what I'm looking for.Ricardo Arjona - Iluso - http://motolyrics.com/ricardo-arjona/iluso-lyrics-english-translation.html
It's just a bit of sweetness
to see if it heals what I'm going through.
She said "yes" without a smile. "Walk"
"Tell me if sex without pleasure turns you on."
"Only if the client is a woman, you know?"
Pretending, I claimed: "Of course!"
"Don't think I find it odd,
everyone's got their own taste and passion", I told her.
"Could I hold your hand?"
"Give me a hundred for starters, and we can talk"
I searched my pockets, but there was nothing.
I searched under the mattress and there they were.
I gave it to her as if buying a couple of wings.
It's not what you do with your mouth,
my broken doll, what I'm asking for.
You can leave your clothes on,
my broken doll, I don't need them.
It's not to quell the fire, to drown your waist,
what I'm looking for.
It's just a bit of sweetness
to see if it heals what I'm going through.
She said "yes" without a smile. "Walk"
She looked over the bedside table and without a a smile... "Wait,
if the one on your bedside table is your ex, there's no deal".
"Do you know her?", I asked, puzzled.
"She left you to be with me, you fool".