Malú "Guerra fría" lyrics

Guerra fría

No quiero verte, no me apetecedar buena cara, ni disimular.No quiero verte, no quiero verte.Estoy cansada, estoy herida,lucho por algo que no tiene sentidoy no quiero verte ya es suficiente.

Y casi sin querer yo me enganché a tu pielsin darme cuenta entonces de tu lado cruel,supongo que no lo quise entender.Hoy el tiempo se detuvo en el momentoen aquel último abrazo que sentíque ya no había nada por lo que luchary los intentos, sólo sirvieron «pa’ alargar» la agoníamientras yo bebía el agua de tu cuerpo,tú matabas mi esperanza dando tumbos por mi almaabsorbiendo mi cariño y mis esfuerzospor luchar en una farsa sin salida.Y entre tú y yo guerra fría.

No quiero verte, ya no me valeser un objeto de usar y tirar.No quiero verte, no quiero verte.No me apetece, eres cobardetodo tu arte estaba en engañar.No quiero verte ya es suficiente.

Y casi sin querer yo me enganché a tu pielsin darme cuenta entonces de tu lado cruel,supongo que no lo quise entender.Hoy el tiempo se detuvo en el momentoen aquel último abrazo que sentíque ya no había nada por lo que luchary los intentos, sólo sirvieron «pa’alargar» la agoníamientras yo bebía el agua de tu cuerpo,tú matabas mi esperanza dando tumbos por mi almaabsorbiendo mi cariño y mis esfuerzospor luchar en una farsa sin salida.Y entre tú y yo guerra fría.Y entre tú y yo guerra fría.

Cold war

I don't want to see you, I don't feel likeshowing a cheerful face or pretending.I don't want to see you, I don't want to see you.I'm tired, I'm hurt,I'm struggling for something pointlessand I don't want to see you.

And almost unintentionally, I became attached to you (1)without realizing, back then, your cruel sideI guess I didn't want to understandToday, time stopped in that moment,in that last hug, when I feltthat there wasn't anything left to struggle for any longerand the attempts only caused the agony to be longerWhile I worshiped you (2)you were killing my hope by jolting through my soul,by absorbing my affection and my effortsto struggle in a dead-end farceBetween you a me, cold war.

I don't want to see you, I don't resign myselfto being a throwaway objectI don't want to see you, I don't want to see youI don't feel like that, you're a cowardall your skills were cheatingI don't want to see you, it's enough

And almost unintentionally, I became attached to you (1)without realizing, back then, your cruel sideI guess I didn't want to understandToday, time stopped in that moment,in that last hug, when I feltthat there wasn't anything left to struggle for any longerand the attempts only caused the agony to be longerWhile I worshiped you (2)you were killing my hope by jolting through my soul,by absorbing my affection and my effortsto struggle in a dead-end farceBetween you a me cold war.Between you a me, cold war.

(1) lit: I hooked to your skin(2) lit: while I drank the water of your body (or: off your body)