Piratas del bar Caribe

Feelings are like knives
I miss you and I don't understand why
Maybe tomorrow will heal the wounds
That yesterday caused me.

Years go by
I check the damages
And something in my head is not right
You don't pay attention to me
I don't want to love you anymore.

And I cry in front of an empty glass in a bar
I'm a pirate in a Caribbean bar
Off a main road
Few dreams are still alive for me
Many hooks I left bitten
And now they gnaw on the bones of this skull
All the mice of these four letters
Full of lightly dressed princesses
With hot blood and broken souls
Who, from the many hits life gave them
Carry a thong and a garter as a flag.

I see a sign on the road
It's four letters, I think it says club
Go ahead
Today I'm softer than Winnie the Pooh
Let's go inside, set a goal
Change the chip, cousin, you didn't come to flirt
Today I'm a pirate on a search and capture mission at the Caribbean bar.

And I cry in front of an empty glass in a bar
I'm a pirate in a Caribbean bar
Off a main road
Few dreams are still alive for me
Many hooks I left bitten
And now they gnaw on the bones of this skull
All the mice of these four letters
Full of lightly dressed princesses
With hot blood and broken souls
Who, from the many hits life gave them
Carry a thong and a garter as a flag.

Few dreams are still alive for me
Many hooks I left bitten
And now they gnaw on the bones of this skull
All the mice of these four letters
Full of lightly dressed princesses
With hot blood and broken souls
Who, from the many hits life gave them
Carry a thong and a garter as a flag.

Yes, I am a buccaneer
Without an eye patch or wooden leg
Why the hell would I want them
If I'm not one of the bad guys
I'm a good pirate
Who has docked between your legs
Bounced from the rough sea
From your raised eyebrows
From when you frown
There's no message in my bottle.

Yes, I am a buccaneer
Without an eye patch or wooden leg
Why the hell would I want them
If I'm not one of the bad guys
I'm a good pirate
Who has docked between your legs
Bounced from the rough sea
From your raised eyebrows
From when you frown
There's no message in my bottle.