ES:

No es que no escuchara
es que me hacía la tonta
porque no quería dejarte
ni que me dejaras sola.

No es que tus labios supieran
como amarrarse a los míos
pero al calor de mi nido
dejabas ver tu delirio.

Tu delirio por mi
cuando decías que me amabas
solo borracho y en llamas
podías mostrarme tus ansias

Fui tonta y me gustabas
siempre me dabas ganas
que me lo recordaras
llenaba mis mañanas

Por eso es que te embriagaba
pa' que soltaras palabras
tu forma de decirlo
Que me quería y me adorabas

Tu delirio por mi
cuando decías que me amabas
solo borracho y en llamas
podías mostrarme tus ansias.

Tu delirio por mi
Ay ay ay...

Tu delirio por mi
cuando decías que me amabas
solo borracho y en llamas, ya ves
podías mostrarme tus ansias.

Podías mostrarme tus ansias.



EN:

It's not that I didn't listen
it's that I was playing dumb
because I didn't want to leave you
or that you would leave me alone.

It's not that your lips knew
how to tie themselves to mine
but in the warmth of my nest
you revealed your delirium.

Your delirium for me
when you said you loved me
only drunk and on fire
you could show me your longing

I was silly and I liked you
you always made me want to
when you reminded me of it
It filled up my mornings

That's why I used to get you drunk
to make you spill your words out
your way of saying it
That you loved me and you adored me

Your delirium for me
When you said you loved me
only drunk and on fire
You could show me your longing.

Your delirium for me
Ay ay ay ay...

Your delirium for me
when you said you loved me
only drunk and on fire, you see
you could show me your longing.

You could show me your longing.

Au jour de fête de ma tête
Le soleil éblouit mes rêves
Je vois la rose et le muguet
Danser au feu de ma gaieté

Brûlent les jours dans un sourire

Couleurs odeurs tout avive
La flamme tendre de ma vie
Le parfum voluptueux des jours
Etourdit le cœur de mes sens

Brûlent les jours dans un sourire

Pourquoi pleurer quand la vie va
Le noir destin dort sur la rive
Et passe la barque de mon trépasPremier arrêt vers la dérive

Brûlent les jours dans un sourire

Et je rame vers l’au-delà Une rame ici et une rame là
Avec la crainte de la fiancée
Désordonnée mais décidée
Une flamme lèche ma joie
Où irai-je si ce n’est là
Où reposent tous les sans foi
Dans le lit du Nirvana
FEAST DAY

The day of my head’s feast day
My dreams are dazzled by the sun
I see the rose and the lily of the valley
Dancing to the fire of my joy
The days are burning in a smile

Colours and smells brighten
The tender flame of my life
The voluptuous perfume of my days
Makes dizzy the heart of my senses

Why cry when life is ok
The dark destiny sleeps on the bank
And the barque of my demise passes by

And I row towards the hereafter
An oar here and a oar there
With the dread of the betrothed
Disoriented but determined

A flame licks at my joy
Where will I go if not there
Where all the faithless lie in repose
In the bed of Nirvana