Tacones Baratos

Today is the day of the living dead
Where this poor heart resurrects
Five months devoured by termites
Like that rotten old chair
Today I saw that simple girl pass by
Pretty face Rich soul
Those that are not forgotten
Silent beauty and collected gaze
Eyes that trip you up

I want to forget, I want to try
I want to forget, I want to try
I want to try the red of your lips
I want to spend my life in your arms
Those cheap heels
Look, you're close again

If you tell me to come with lovely smiles
And I tell you to have my hands caress you
And you tell me how rich life is
And I tell you up up up
I slip on your skin And we squeeze our lips
Look at your brown legs With cheap heels

Goddess who has crushed this routine
Thawed calendars and killer hours
Fat feet and lame nights that don't walk
Of that idiot to whom I gave my life
Come closer and open this empty bottle
There's not much heart left
There are no more pretty words

You don't see her but my soul breathes
And I like you, girl

I want to forget, I want to try
I want to forget, I want to try
I want to try the red of your lips
I want to spend my life in your arms
Those cheap heels
Look, you're close again

If you tell me to come with lovely smiles
And I tell you to have my hands caress you
And you tell me how rich life is
And I tell you up up up
I slip on your skin And we squeeze our lips
Look at your brown legs With cheap heels