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Translation
Wet Dog
She lifts her middle finger in the traffic jams
A pretty, angry finger at the entry to the toll booth
She searches through my stuff, she treats me like a grandad
She beats me at arm wrestling and throws me to the floor
She unbalances me with a slap on the back
And throws, unexpectedly, her fist in my abs
She breaks the shin of the least "whatshername"
That came to shout a bit too close to my jeans
I am like a wet dog
Who can take all the blows
The most beautiful of beatings
And follow his master everywhere
Look at these bruises
You see, I have you under my skin
And this mercurochrome 1
Draws your flag
I come to fetch you every night from the police station
You sing like a bathtub and you smell of vodka2
Spent the evening among friends or riding sailors
Don't change anything except the nursery rhyme the guys all of the bastards
Then I undress you in our bed, at home
I put down my crutches remembering your knee
In the arms of Morpheus you sleep sweetly
In my arm the morphine relieves the pain3
I am like a wet dog
Who can take all the blows
The most beautiful of beatings
And follow his master everywhere
Look at these bruises
You see, I have you under my skin
And this mercurochrome
Draws your flag
I am like a wet dog
Who can take all the blows
The most beautiful of beatings
And follow his master everywhere
Look at these bruises
You see, I have you under my skin
And this mercurochrome
Draws your flag
Gavin✕
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