Jay Brannan The Spanglish Song
I have to say Dali’s palette captured me in a way no painter has in a long while but Salvador’s grey when hanging alongside your perilous prey paralysis inducing smile I’m sinkin’ down low propped up by my guitar, do you know I’d go to any length to be where you are I guess I might be intoxicated by the Spanish moonlight, see I’m wishin’ on a YOU star I got nothin’ to lose I’m wild ‘n’ free ‘n’ young I’m studyin’ your shoes but I wanna know your tongue. K wait, let me translate.
[chorus:] Yo quiero hacer el amor contigo. Quieres casarte conmigo? Cual es tu problema? Sé que me amas! Si me ves llorando, es porque no nos estamos besando. Me estás matando. Won’t you believe in us?
If our lips interlaced, you might discover I’m an acquired taste will you be my ESL lover? What can I do… how do I convey you make me want to put on a different t-shirt every day. I got nothin’ to lose. Estoy en Madrid, España (I’m in Madrid, Spain) Headin’ for Toulouse antes de mañana tengo que decirte (Before tomorrow I have to tell you)
[chorus]
I know that when you look at me I may not be your fantasy. I never played shirts versus skins and no one likes Americans. We’ve got this language barrier, internal stuff that’s scarier, but I can’t leave this place today ’til I’ve had the chance to say …
[chorus] x2
Chorus translation: I want to make love to you. Will you marry me? What is your problem? I know you love me! If you see me crying, it’s because we’re not kissing. You’re killing me.
(I don’t know the very last sentence he says… it’s “porque no no _____”)
