Tiramisu de Limón
Joaquín Sabina
Lemon Tiramisu
I played a sour note
With the ashes of love
The memories of the past
Are rotting my heart
Shorten that new skirt
Wake up when it gets dark
Lay in the sun when it rains
Don’t mess up my workshop
Lemon tiramisu
Ice cream with liquor
Doll from the parlor
Snake thong
In the early morning through the back door
You passed me the hash
On the edge of the cliff
We played Thelma and Louise
But tonight a prisoner gets to taste freedom
Since you’re no longer my judge
Your voodoo’s already hitting bone
Your grip got tangled in my net
Lemon tiramisu
Ice cream with liquor
Puritan from the parlor
Snake thong
Where do you think you’re going?
What do you think I am?
Don’t look back
'Cause I’m not there anymore
But where do you think you’re going?
What do you think I am?
If you look back
Tomorrow is today
Where do you think you’re going?
What do you think I am?
Maybe, just maybe
Later will be today
Baby, where do you think you’re going?
What do you think I am?
Don’t look back
'Cause I’m already gone
Just know that the end doesn’t start today
