La Rumba del Perdón (part. Estrella Morente y ROSALÍA)
Sílvia Pérez Cruz
The Rumba of Forgiveness (feat. Estrella Morente and ROSALÍA)
You and your buddy
From the heart
Inseparable
But something happened
There was a bag of weed
In your drawer
And out of pure envy
Someone stole it from you
Your best friend, the one who played the guitar
What could have happened
That suddenly, the guitar stopped playing
And the phone didn’t ring?
He wouldn’t be such a friend
When he loosened the strings of the guitar
From the first to the bass
And stuffed the bag inside, just like the bag
He disappeared too
But I
I forgive you everything
(No-nai, no-no-nai, no-no-nai, no-no-nai, no-na)
I forgive you everything
(No-nai, no-no-nai, no-no-nai, no-no-nai, no-na)
I forgive you everything
(No-nai, no-no-nai, no-no-nai, no-no-nai, no-na)
I forgive you everything
(No-nai, no-no-nai, no-no-nai, no-no-nai, no-na)
When you said: I’m going out for smokes
Looking into the eyes of your youngest son
You promised him that, in no time, you’d be back
And you never crossed the threshold of the door you left through
But
I know you’re meant for me
I know you’re meant for me
I know you’re meant for me
I know you’ll come back to me
The streets say you’re meant for me
Those who know say you’re meant for me
It’s said in the square that you’re meant for me
Tell your mom that you’re meant for me
I forgive you everything
(No-nai, no-no-nai, no-no-nai, no-no-nai, no-na)
I forgive you everything
(No-nai, no-no-nai, no-no-nai, no-no-nai, no-na)
I forgive you everything
(No-nai, no-no-nai, no-no-nai, no-no-nai, no-na)
I forgive you everything
(No-nai, no-no-nai, no-no-nai, no-no-nai, no-na)
To the one who doesn’t have blood running through their veins
First, comes the poison, then, the pain
The one who thinks they can escape the divine plan
And the one shouting from the fifth to the fourth to their neighbor
The one who’s always gossiping and spreading rumors
The one who never says what they think, even though they should
The one who left me before leaving their bottle
The one who bites their fists in rage, and the rage bites them back
When power weighs more than love
When fear is in you, and desire is all around you
The one who stabbed and didn’t flinch
Drove the knife in so deep, that he lost it
The one with a saint's soul, but keeps on sinning
When you’ve lied for lying, or you’ve lied for your truth
When you’ve wanted more than God has wanted to give you
To tie and untie, to undress and to expose
To do it right, you’ll need three things
Fire in your hands, tenderness in your eyes
And me present in the place
Technically, that would be a threesome
But if I just watch, it won’t count.