Estopa el diario no hablaba de ti

Estopa Miscellaneous snowing in Paris
That they have caught a stash of coca
that Pisces and Aquarius are up to
vinegar and gall
that the European Parliament approved
a law to please abolish desire,
that the anti-AIDS vaccine failed
that a coup d'état has triumphed
on the moon and moves like that.
But today's press said nothing
br/>of this dirty passion
of this brown Monday,
of the obscene taste of cubata
of rum of your skin
Of the smell of cheap cologne of dawn
Today , love, as always
the newspaper did not talk about you, nor about me
Today the radio said that they have found dead
the child that I was
that they have paid a crazy shit
by a fake watercolor by Dalà tide that they will shoot tomorrow
Jesus of Judea.
That the Ozone hole grew
that today's man is the father of the monkey
of the year three thousand< br/>But today's program said nothing
about this eclipse of the sea
about this somersault
about your voice shivering on the answering machine tape
about the stains left by the oblivion
through the mattress
Today, love, as always
the newspaper did not talk about you, nor about me
Today, love, as always
the newspaper did not I was talking about you, or me
Today, love, as always
the newspaper was not talking about you, or me