Cecilia [English translation]

Cecilia always says what she thinks

And she rarely thinks like me.

If I’m hungry, she looks in the pantry

And makes me a rice and kiss stew.

Cecilia sleeps in good company

Because, often, it’s in my company.

When she tires of being in love,

I gift her a dress and one love.

My joy, my poison, mi passion.

Cecilia has some fantasies

And I have some fantasies.

I trade hers for mine

And, between us, they come true.

Cecilia knows so much about life

Because she has lived as much as I have.

Every Saturday, fight and farewell.

Every Sunday, reconciliation.

I like to speak with her without speaking.

I have a girlfriend from a good family,

With philias and phobias, crystal and pavement.

I have in my bed a Venus in flames,

A naked doubt, a silken girl.

Pupele mía*, beam of shadow,

Rug kitten, Palermo and Gran Vía.

My dream, my sleeplessness, my addiction… Cecilia.

Cecilia looks for impossible loves,

That is why our love was possible.

Cecilia, so arrogant and so sensitive,

Such a diva and so belonging to no one as I am.

My joy, my poison, my passion.

I have a girlfriend from a good family,

With phobias and philias, crystal and pavement.

I have in my bed a Venus in flames,

A naked doubt, a silken girl.

Pupele mía*, beam of shadow,

Rug kitten, Palermo and Gran Vía.

My dream, my sleeplessness, my addiction… Cecilia.

• Artist:Fito Páez
• Album:Enemigos intimos