L´amour
Enrique Bunbury
Love
The child is hungry
The mother has already left
They have abandoned him
For a guy from the underworld
The child cries and cries
Mom, where are you?
Partying in Ibiza
With some German
It seems that I
I make love
Something capricious and immoral
Regarding you
I'm just a storyteller
And now I'm sad and bad
The child is now a man
He has survived gravity
The irony of physics
Enemy of sincerity
Love distracts
Love confuses
What the hell is love
Those couples kissing and touching
Absent!
It seems that I
I make love
Something capricious and immoral
Regarding you
I'm just a storyteller
And now I'm sad and bad
The man is now grown
He hates poets like me
Who pull the strings of lives
Love
Oh, love, love!...
You take a pencil and think you're fantastic
I can also say things!
I'm also wonderful!
Love!
Who talks about the hens
that fly through life?
About the dreamers?
The schoolgirls studying in skirts
the failures of humanity?
La la la la la la
