Libre

Ricardo Arjona

Libre

El ruido de un tren me despierta
Fueron dos horas y media las que dormí
Y me desayuno un cigarro
Y el espejo me dice estas más flaco que nunca
Mi cuarto es un caos de objetos
Nada en su lugar

Hace un mes me cortaron el teléfono
Y esta tele en blanco y negro
No quiere funcionar
Y tu foto risueña a un costado
Aunque parezca cursi
Me provoca una lágrima
Y el perro que era mi único amigo
Se busco otro amo

Y sigo aquí
Tan solo como un rubio en Harlem

Y soy libre y no me sirve
¿Para qué quiere la libertad en la Luna un tigre?
No me sirve
He compartido mi cama cien veces y quiero irme
¿Qué me pasa?
A dónde vivo desde que no estás ya no le llamo casa

Cae la noche y todo es silencio
Queda sin nadie la calle treinta y tres
Y esta noche hay que encender una vela
Por no pagar me cortaron la luz
Y para colmo la señora me avisa
Mi alquiler esta en mora

Y sigo aquí
Tan solo como un hippie en Siberia

Y soy libre y no me sirve
¿Para qué quiere la libertad en la Luna un tigre?
No me sirve
He compartido mi cama cien veces y quiero irme
¿Qué me pasa?
A dónde vivo desde que no estás ya no le llamo casa

Y soy libre y no me sirve
¿Para qué quiere la libertad en la Luna un tigre?
No me sirve
He compartido mi cama cien veces y quiero irme
¿Qué me pasa?
A dónde vivo desde que no estás ya no le llamo casa

The sound of a train wakes me up
It's been 2 hours and a half that I've slept
For breakfast I have a cigar
And the mirror tells me I've never been thinner
My room is a chaos of objects
Nothing's in it's place

It's been a month since they've cut my phone
And this black and white TV
Doesn't want to work
And your photo smiling on the side
Although it seems corny
It brings me a tear
And the dog that was my only friend
Has found another

And I'm still here
As alone as a blonde in Harlem

And I'm free and it doesn't work
Why would a tiger want freedom in the Moon?
It doesn't work
I've shared my bed a hundred times and I want to leave
What's happening to me?
Where I live since you've been gone is no longer called home

The night falls and all is silent
There is no one on the street thirty three
Tonight I will have to light a candle
For not paying they cut my light
And to top it all off the lady tells me
My rent is due

And I'm still here
As alone as a hippie in Siberia

And I'm free and it doesn't work
Why would a tiger want freedom in the Moon?
It doesn't work
I've shared my bed a hundred times and I want to leave
What's happening to me?
Where I live since you've been gone is no longer called home

And I'm free and it doesn't work
Why would a tiger want freedom in the Moon?
It doesn't work
I've shared my bed a hundred times and I want to leave
What's happening to me?
Where I live since you've been gone is no longer called home

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