Ayúdame Freud [English translation]

"Good evening doctor"

"Good evening

please come in...

yes, on the sofa please

make yourself comfortable

lay down, yes

you'll think that you've been a caged bird

for all your life

and that today is about to open that door

that cage's door

come on, trust me

tell me what happens"

She lives with me in my subcounscious

She is the owner of my past and my present

Her home is my lack of security

and her food my anxiety

Help me Freud

She steps on everyone of my steps

She drinks wine beside me on the same glass

She's the perfect woman mother built for me

And she's fu**ing my psichology

Help me Freud

Could it be doctor

That the.........

Is still

That my complexes cant tear its...

Or could it be that the woman mother built for me

Is of great height

Could it be doctor

That I ask for too much or that I with too little

That I'm sane or completely mad

Or could it be that life isn't anything but

A

And the one who pays for the broken dishes

Is always her

The real one

The one who cares for me

The one who warms me up on cold nights

The one who waits for me

The one who puts up with me

The enemy of the gohst inside my head

She was built for me so pure and intelligent

Good for cooking and very decent

So unreal that she'll only exist inside my mind

but I insist in comparing her with her

Help me Freud

If she uses a short skirt there'll be a problem

For the girl in my head is of another league

If she has an idea

We'll have to see what she has to say

And it feels like sh*t

Could it be doctor

That the.....still restrains my sanity

That my complexes cant tear its....

Or could it be that the woman mother built for me

Is of great height

Could it be doctor

That I ask for too much or that I with too little

That I'm sane or completely mad

Or could it be that life isn't anything but

A

And the one who pays for the broken dishes

Is always her

The real one

The one who cares for me

The one who warms me up on cold nights

The one who waits for me

The one who puts up with me

The enemy of the gohst inside my head

Could it be doctor

that this only happens to me

or does it happen to everyone

And the doctor did not answer me

There is no one who can be saved from this

• Artist:Ricardo Arjona
• Album:Historias (1994)