Haciéndome a la idea

[Doblo la edad a los niñatos del vídeo y la letra de la canción es para adolescentes. Por favor, que alguien me explique por qué me gusta tanto. Grave enfermedad la mía.]

You don’t have my number

We don’t need each other now

We don’t need the city

The creed or the culture now

Cause I feel, I feel alive

I feel, I feel alive

I feel that the streets are all pulling me down.

So people of the city

I don’t need your counsel now

And I don’t need your good advice

Cause you don’t have my lover’s touch.

You don’t have my number

We don’t need each other now

The creed or the culture

We can move beyond it now.

Now the wolf is knocking at my door

Bang-bangin’, ask for more

Stand here, stand tall

we could move beyond these walls

I don’t need your counsel

I don’t need these city’s streets

I don’t need that good advice

cause we can move beyond it now

You don’t have my number

We don’t need each other now

The creed or the culture

You don’t have my lover’s touch

Cause I feel, I feel alive

I feel, I feel alive

I feel that the streets are all pulling me down.

Do you even hear me?

Do you even know my name?

Let me see the ocean there

I’ll hold you in my arms tight

Can you hear me?

And are you even listening now?

You don’t have my number

and we don’t need each other now

You can’t steal my thunder

You don’t have my lover’s touch

You don’t have my number

I don’t need your love now

I don’t need the city streets

the creed or the culture now

[Foals, My Number]