Gotelé Lyrics – Axolotes Mexicanos
Singer: Axolotes Mexicanos
Title: Gotelé
Otra vez llego a casa antes de las tres
La noche ha ido bien
Llena de rostros que pronto olvidaré
Y con la mirada clavada en el techo
Acabé perdida en mis pensamientos
Me acordé de la casa estabas viviendo
¿Seguirá teniendo esos muebles tan feos?
Y el suelo de piedra, helado en invierno
La puerta que crujía como si hubiera un espectro
Esos días ya no volverán
Otra vez me acuerdo de lo fea que era tu pared
Lo tengo que reconocer
Por mucho que lo intente, no siempre sale bien
Y con la mirada clavada en el techo
Acabé perdida en mis pensamientos
Me acordé de la casa en la que estabas viviendo
¿Seguirá teniendo esos muebles tan feos?
No se estaba tan mal; quedaba por el centro
No cogíamos taxis, ni menos el metro
Esos días ya no volverán
Y con la mirada clavada en el techo
Acabé perdida y te acabé perdiendo
Todos los domingos se paraba el tiempo
Decías que me querías, pero no sé si en serio
Todos los domingos se paraba el tiempo
Decías que me querías, pero no sé si en serio
Decías que me querías y no sé si era cierto
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Gotelé – English Translation
Again I get home before three
The night has gone well
Full of faces that I will soon forget
And with the look nailed on the roof
I ended up lost in my thoughts
I remembered the house you were living
Will you still have such ugly furniture?
And the stone floor, ice cream in winter
The door that creaked as if there was a spectrum
Those days will no longer return
Again I remember the ugly thing that was your wall
I have to recognize it
As much as you try, it does not always go well
And with the look nailed on the roof
I ended up lost in my thoughts
I remembered the house where you were living
Will you still have such ugly furniture?
He was not so bad; I was in the center
We did not take taxis, nor less the meter
Those days will no longer return
And with the look nailed on the roof
I ended up lost and I ended up losing
Every Sunday stopped time
You said you loved me, but I do not know if seriously
Every Sunday stopped time
You said you loved me, but I do not know if seriously
You said you loved me and I do not know if it was true
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Lyrics Axolotes Mexicanos – Gotelé
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