La Suerte Esta Echada

Tan Bionica Tan Bionica

The Die is Cast

They say that to forget you
I have to travel to Mars
Do three hundred years of therapy
And decide, let April pass
Gather all the autumn leaves

They say that to forget you, you have to have in your pocket
A calendar without Sundays, a cruise
And sail in an ocean without sea
Drink all the rainwater

And in reality, there are things I won't forget
Like your eyes of loneliness
The afternoon I made them cry

And I hear voices inside my house
Sometimes I think it's your ghost
Your threats, my escapes
Portrait of my clandestinity

They say that by collecting four rabbit legs
With coarse salt and repeating in front of the mirror
I will forget, maybe I can undo
The knot that binds us in this spell

They say that from the day you left
I do nothing but say goodbye by inventing a present
To feel like I'm doing something for myself
I build on shifting sands

And in reality, there are things I don't want to forget
Like your eyes of loneliness
The afternoon I made them cry

And I hear voices inside my house
Sometimes I think it's your ghost
Your threats, my escapes
Portrait of my clandestinity

If I don't forget you, they say it can
Hurt much more than it hurts
When I have you in my memory
You're here

And I hear voices inside my house
Sometimes I think it's your ghost
Your threats, my escapes
Portrait of my clandestinity

If I don't forget you, they say it can
Hurt much more than it hurts
When I have you in my memory
You're here

  1. La Melodia de Dios
  2. Hola Noviembre
  3. Obsesionario En La Mayor
  4. Loca
  5. Arruinarse
  6. La Suerte Esta Echada
  7. Buenas Noches Otra Vez
  8. El Asunto
  9. Es Una Mierda
  10. Ella
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