Jorge Drexler "Las transeúntes" lyrics

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Las transeúntes

Mirando desde mi balcón, las transeúntes,Haciendo de cuenta que estoy tomando apuntes,Y ella busca algo en su cartera.Y yo me digo ya llegó la primavera.Y la maceta enfrente se llenó de brotes,Y allá abajo el barrio se llenó de escotes,Y la tarde se escapa verso adentro,Y yo sigo buscando sin encontrar mi centro.Y pongo ladrillo sobre ladrillo,Y sigo sin dar con el estribillo.

Y entonces me pregunto¿Qué es lo que viste en mi?¿Qué es lo que te hizo abrir asíTus miedos, tus piernas, tu calendario,Las siete puertas sagradas de tu santuario,La extraña luz de tu cámara oscura,El infranqueable cerrojo de tu armadura?

Las transeúntes se han organizado,Tienen el deambular sincronizado,Y van haciendo su coreografía,Con las rodillas del color de la alegría.Cada farola tiene ya su bailarina,Y la banda viene entrando por la esquina.

Y la tarde enseña la cintura,Y el tiempo enseña que hay cosas que no se curan.Y las musas huyen si las asedias,Y otra canción que va a quedar a medias.

¿Qué es lo que viste en mi?¿Qué es lo que te hizo abrir así?

The Passersby

Watching from my balcony, the passersby,Pretending I'm taking notes,And she looks for something in her purse.And I tell myself spring has arrived.And the flowerpot across the way has filled with sprouts,And down there the neighborhood has filled with necklines,And the afternoon escapes with a verse inside,And I keep searching without finding my center.And I place brick upon brick,And I continue without finding the chorus.

And then I ask myself,What is it you saw in me?What is it that made you open like that,Your fears, your legs, your calendar,The seven sacred doors of your sanctuary,The strange light of your camera obscura,The impenetrable lock of your armor?

The passersby have gotten organized,They have their wandering synchronized,And they do their choreographyWith knees the color of happiness.Each streetlight has its dancer,And the band enters through the corner.

And the afternoon shows the waist,And time shows there are things that don't heal.And the muses flee if you beseige them,And another song that will stay unfinished.

What is it you saw in me?What is it that made you open like that?

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