Viva Belgrado Amapolita Blues
El sol entraba por el parabrisas del coche
Tú conducías con mi mano en la rodilla
Y te veías tan bien toda cubierta en tatuajes
Con las amapolas de fondo adornando el paisaje
Prensamos las hojas dentro de un libro
Era el de Litvinova, a veces aún lo busco
¿Recuerdas que nunca me lo devolviste?
Yo me quitaba la ropa como si quitara la pena
Tú me agarrabas diciendo
¿Ves que últimamente solo eres sombra y rencor?
En la puerta del parking dijiste:
Aunque me quieres, no me deseas
No volvimos a vernos
Era invierno y el frío truncaba el motor de mi coche
Sentado miraba mi aliento y entonces lo vi claramente
Tal vez no me importa lo suficiente
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Poppy Blues
The sun was coming through the windshield of the car
You were driving with my hand on your knee
And you looked so good all covered in tattoos
With the poppies in the background decorating the landscape
We pressed the leaves inside a book
It was Litvinova's, sometimes I still look for it
Remember you never gave it back to me?
I used to take my clothes off as if it removed my sorrow
You grabbed me saying
Can't you see that lately you're just shadow and resentment?
At the parking door you said:
Although you love me you don't want me
We didn't see each other again
It was winter and the cold weather wouldn't let my car's engine on
I sat watching my breath and then I saw it clearly
Maybe I do not care enough