Qué Está Pasando

No tricks
and no formal attire,
no misunderstandings,
I invite you to my room.

I'll break my magnifying glass
and buy some repairer,
I want this old heart
like new.

I'm a seducer
with no dreams,
I'm the regular
at the pawn shop.

I would dedicate to you an uneven repertoire
kisses, hugs, bass drum, snare drum, and a timbale.

What's going on,
why don't you let me,
I'm like a dog
and my barks
don't reach you anymore.
What's going on,
I would like
to spend my money,
not miss you,
dry off with you.

What's going on,
why don't you let me,
I'm like a dog
and my barks
don't reach you anymore.

I've tried everything
and heard another no,
I went down to the market
and bought you a transistor,
when you plug it in,
you'll only think of me,
if this song plays,
it's the one I made for you.

What's going on...