Si Me Pides Un Bolero

If you ask me for a bolero at this point in the game
Make it not so romantic, make it not so heartfelt
'Cause I'm not well-versed in resurrected ghosts,
I don't know about the abandoned, I don't know about the divided,
I don't know about deep sacrifices, or other curses.
If you ask me for a bolero at this point in the game,
I’ll be dead.

If you ask me for a bolero through nighttime mechanics
I’ll try to settle our tensions at the polls.
If you ask me for the legend of love like a bard
If you ask me for some direction and I don’t know where I stand,
If you ask me for a compass and I only have a guerrilla map.
If you ask me for a bolero through nighttime mechanics,
With no cash.

If you ask me for a serious and disproportionate bolero
I’ll try to remember, I’ll play with the past,
I’ll be digging up my primitive pains,
My first impressions of the world of senses.
If you ask me for a bolero, let it be a contingency.
If you ask me for a bolero, let it be out of urgency.

And if I ask you in return for radical solutions
Don’t come at me with karma, or legal codes.
If you ask me for a bolero and someday I sing it to you
Realize that I’ve changed, even if you never know how much.
If I give you a bolero, even if it’s a bit offbeat.
If I give you a bolero it’s just because I love you,
I love you.