Dueña de Mis Resacas

Look at me
Don't try to touch me
Don't break me
Like a paper
My shining eyes tell you sincerely
That yesterday
Playing to throw myself I fell again
How hard the ground is at nightfall

Tie me
If night comes I fly away
Gag me
Don't think I'm crazy if you hear me bark
I'm a bit of a dog, I'm a bit of a pig
I'm all heart
I'm the mule pulling the cart

I bring it loaded with laughter and tears
With wars won, dreamed pleasures
With moonless nights, broken hearts
I bring the failure of my most bizarre loves

My eyes hurt from looking at her so much
I don't know what to say to her, I lack words
Maybe she doesn't want a skirt by my side anymore
Maybe it's the fear of messing up again

If she sees me a little sad
She opens the cage for me
And with the other bad crickets
I go outside

By the time I'm back
I'm a butcher cricket
Licking my lips
Today I bite even the dogs

And I entertain myself playing with precious stones
On a path of beautiful flowers
I see her and my balls drop to the ground

And I entertain her by telling her all the things
I've seen in the flight of a thousand butterflies
I see her and her smile drags me to the fire

Oh! How good
If I roll a joint, the paper holds up
If she sees I'm dry, she gives me a drink
If I arrive too late, she gets a little mad
I blow her a kiss and she smiles again

I take her with me and give her my love
We fly together without fear of falling
And the next day she picks up my pieces
Sweeping the stubble

My eyes hurt from looking at her so much
I don't know what to say to her, I lack words
Maybe she doesn't want a thug by her side anymore
Maybe she's tired of so many hangovers

She gets tangled in time and the hours stop
No matter how much I want to, I can't forget her
If I run away, her eyes catch me
If I sleep without her, her absence kills me