#43829 ¿cómo?
No tengo mucho, no te voy a mentir
No tengo una mansión
Vivo en un piso pequeño con una habitación
Pero si quieres venir, tú solo dímelo
Y te ayudo a meter tus cosas en cajas de cartón
Y comemos en la cama
Y dormimos en la cocina
Y tapamos las ventanas
Con unas cuantas cortinas, solo para qué
La gente de la calle no nos pueda ver
Cuando se ponga a llover en el salón
Niña, voy a ser tu calefacción
Porque yo no, yo no, yo no, yo no
#43835Quetanto:no sabes lo que te pierdes
There's a bluebird in my heart that
Wants to get out but I'm too tough for him
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
To let anybody see you
There's a bluebird in my heart that
Wants to get out
But I pour whiskey on him and inhale
Cigarette smoke
And the whores and the bartenders
And the grocery clerks never know that
He's in there
There's a bluebird in my heart that
Wants to get out but I'm too tough for him
I say, Stay down, do you want to mess
Me up? You want to screw up the
Works? You want to blow my book sales in
Europe? There's a bluebird in my heart that
Wants to get out
But I'm too clever, I only let him out
At night sometimes when everybody's asleep
I say, I know that you're there
So don't be sad
Then I put him back
But he's singing a little
In there, I haven't quite let him die
And we sleep together like that
With our secret pact
And it's nice enough to make a man
Weep, but I don't weep, do
You?
