19 Días Y 500 Noches Lyrics – Joan Manuel Serrat
Singer: Joan Manuel Serrat
Title: 19 Días Y 500 Noches
Lo nuestro duró
Lo que duran dos peces de hielo
En un Whisky on the rocks
En vez de fingir
O estrellarme una copa de celos
Le dio por reír
De pronto me vi
Como un perro de nadie ladrando
A las puertas del cielo
Me dejó un neceser con agravios
La miel en los labios
Y escarcha en el pelo
Tenían razón
Mis amantes en eso de que antes
El malo era yo
Con una excepción
Esta vez yo quería quererla querer
Y ella no
Así que se fue
Me dejó el corazón en los huesos
Y yo de rodillas
Desde el taxi y haciendo un exceso
Me tiró dos besos
Uno por mejilla
Y regresé
A la maldición del cajón sin su ropa
A la perdición de los bares de copas
A las cenicientas de saldo y esquina
Y por esas ventas del fino Laína
Pagando las cuentas de gente sin alma
Que pierde la calma con la cocaína
Volviéndome loco
Derrochando la bolsa y la vida
La fui, poco a poco
Dando por perdida
Y eso que yo
Paro no agobiar con flores a María
Para no asediarla con mi antología
De sábanas frías y alcobas vacías
Para no comprarla con bisutería
Ni ser el fantoche que va en romería
Con la cofradía del santo reproche
Tanto la quería
Que tardé en aprender a olvidarla
Diecinueve días
Y quinientas noches
Dijo hola y adiós
Y el portazo sonó como un signo
De interrogación
Sospecho que así
Se vengaba a través del olvido
Cupido de mí
No, no pido perdón (No pido perdón)
Para qué si me va a perdonar
Porque ya no le importa
Siempre tuvo la frente muy alta
La lengua muy larga
Y la falda muy corta
Me abandonó
Como se abandonan los zapatos viejos
Destrozó el cristal de mis gafas de lejos
Sacó del espejo su vivo retrato
Y fui tan torero por los callejones
Del juego y el vino que ayer el portero
Me echó del casino de Torrelodones
Qué pena tan grande
Negaría el Santo Sacramento
En el mismo momento
Que ella me lo mande
Y eso que yo
Paro no agobiar con flores a María
Para no asediarla con mi antología
De sábanas frías y alcobas vacías
Para no comprarla con bisutería
Ni ser el fantoche que va en romería
Con la cofradía del santo reproche
Tanto la quería
Que tardé en aprender a olvidarla
Diecinueve días
Y quinientas noches
Y regresé
A la maldición del cajón sin su ropa
A la perdición de los bares de copas
A las cenicientas de saldo y esquina
Y por esas ventas del fino Laína
Pagando las cuentas de gente sin alma
Que pierde la calma con la cocaína
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19 Días Y 500 Noches – English Translation
Our duration
What last two ice fish
In a whiskey on the Rocks
Instead of pretending
Or crash a glass of jealousy
She gave him to laugh
Suddenly I saw
As a nobody dog barking
To heaven’s door
She left me a need with grievances
Honey on the lips
And frost in the hair
They were right
My lovers in that before
The bad one was me
With an exception
This time I wanted to love her want
And she does not
She so she left
She left my heart in the bones
And me on knees
From the taxi and making an excess
She threw me two kisses
One by cheek
And I came back.
To the curse of the drawer without his clothes
To the perdition of the f#ck bars
To the cententies of balance and corner
And for those sales of fine lain
Paying the accounts of people without soul
That she loses calm with cocaine
Driving me crazy
Speaking the bag and life
I went, little by little
Giving for lost
And that I
Stop not overflow with flowers to Mary
So as not to steer it with my anthology
Of cold sheets and empty bedrooms
So as not to buy it with jewelery
Nor being the fanthet that goes in pilgrimage
With the brotherhood of the Holy Reproach
She loved her so much
That it took me to learn to forget it
Nineteen days
And five hundred nights
She said hello and goodbye
And the door slam rang like a sign
Interrogation
I suspect that
She came through oblivion
Cupid of me
No, I do not ask for forgiveness (I do not ask for forgiveness)
For what if she is going to forgive me
Because she does not care anymore
She always had a very high forehead
The very long tongue
And the skirt very short
She leave me
How old the old shoes are abandoned
She destroyed the glass of my glasses away
She took her vivid portrait from her mirror
And I was so bullfighter by the alleys
Of the game and the wine that yesterday the goalkeeper
She kicked me out of Torrelodones casino
What a grief so big
I would deny the Holy Sacramento
In the same moment
That she sends me
And that I
Stop not overflow with flowers to Mary
So as not to steer it with my anthology
Of cold sheets and empty bedrooms
So as not to buy it with jewelery
Nor being the fanthet that goes in pilgrimage
With the brotherhood of the Holy Reproach
I loved her so much
That it took me to learn to forget it
Nineteen days
And five hundred nights
And I came back.
To the curse of the drawer without his clothes
To the perdition of the f#ck bars
To the cententies of balance and corner
And for those sales of fine lain
Paying the accounts of people without soul
That she loses calm with cocaine
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Lyrics Joan Manuel Serrat – 19 Días Y 500 Noches
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