Ricardo Arjona "Iluso" lyrics

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Iluso

Era un jueves gris, llovía"Pídeme un remis" decíaEn el lobby de un hotel baratoViene de rentar su piel un ratoCon la algarabía del deber cumplido

Acrobacias del placer fingidoUn orgasmo de alquiler, con ruidosPone boca en su carmín escasoArañando el adoquín, sus pasos"¿Quién tiene algo para la nariz?" pregunta

Podría ser de utilidad mi pañueloDisfracé de ingenuidad, mi anzueloAlgo para no dormir, idiotaSi me das podrías pedir mi ropa

"¿Dónde encuentro nieve pa'l desvelo, ahora?""Creo que cien podría ajustar, ¿Te animas?Mi depa esta al cruzar la esquinaEstoy solo como tu, fulanaTe invito a estrenar la luz, mañanaNo te quiero pa' desarreglar la cama"

No es lo que haces con tu bocaMi muñeca rota, lo que solicitoTe puedes dejar la ropaMi muñeca rota no la necesito,No es mojar la calentura, ahogar en tu cinturaLo que ando buscando,Es un poco de ternuraPara ver si cura lo que estoy pasandoDijo si sin sonreír, camina

Dime si el sexo sin placer, te enciendeSolo si el cliente es mujer, lo entiendesDisimulando argumente esta claro"No te creas que me parece raroCada quien su gusto y su pasión" le dije

"¿Te podría sujetar la mano?""Dame cien para empezar, y hablamos"Los busque en mi pantalón y nadaFui debajo del colchón y estabanSe los di como quien compra un par, de alas

Miro el buró y sin sonreír... momento"Si es tu ex la del buró no hay trato"Con su mano señaló el retrato"¿La conoces?" pregunté confuso"Fue por mí quien te dejo, iluso"

Fool

It was a grey thursday, it was raining"Call me a cab", she saidwhile in the lobby of a cheap hotelShe had just rented her skin for a while,and she feels the satisfaction of a task well done.

Acrobatics of faked pleasure,An orgasm for rent, with soundsShe puts her mouth on the scarce lipstickScratching the paving stone, her steps."Who's got something for my nose?", she asks

"Could my handkerchief be of use?"I disguised my bait with ingenuity"Something to keep me up, you idiot,If you give me something you could ask for my clothes"

"Where can I find snow for sleeplessness, now?""I think a hundred could be enough, do you dare?"My flat is just around the cornerI'm lonely just like you, you floozyI'm inviting you to see the first light together, tomorrowI don't need you to unmake my bed".

It's not what you do with your mouth,my broken doll, what I'm asking for.You can leave your clothes on,my broken doll, I don't need them.It's not to quell the fire, to drown your waist,what I'm looking for.It's just a bit of sweetnessto see if it heals what I'm going through.She said "yes" without a smile. "Walk"

"Tell me if sex without pleasure turns you on.""Only if the client is a woman, you know?"Pretending, I claimed: "Of course!""Don't think I find it odd,everyone's got their own taste and passion", I told her.

"Could I hold your hand?""Give me a hundred for starters, and we can talk"I searched my pockets, but there was nothing.I searched under the mattress and there they were.I gave it to her as if buying a couple of wings.

She looked over the bedside table and without a a smile... "Wait,if the one on your bedside table is your ex, there's no deal"."Do you know her?", I asked, puzzled."She left you to be with me, you fool".

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