Curitas [English translation]

I miss you, I miss you

I miss me.

I'm alone, I'm alone,

You are not here.

The girl waiting was boundless,

Like the bass guitar I've lost.

I used to stick the songs together with plasters

There is something bleeding

There is something bleeding because

I miss you, I miss you

I miss me.

I'm alone, I'm alone,

I'm not myself anymore.

And if there are no more starry nights

nor places to go,

Music is already too dispersed

Nobody will record

Nobody will record me.

Sometimes I cannot sleep

Sometimes I don't want to

Sometimes I would like to see you here.

Everybody has sorrows

But I even miss your problems

I want an echo, come back to me, because

I miss you.

The girl waiting was boundless,

Like the bass guitar I've lost.

I stuck the songs together with plasters

There is something that bleeds

There is something that bleeds in me.

Some nights I cannot sleep

Some nights I cannot sleep

Some nights I cannot sleep

Without plasters

• Artist:Charly García
• Album:Filosofía barata y zapatos de goma (1990)