«Carmen» de Lana Del Rey es una canción de su álbum Born to Die. La canción trata sobre la tristeza de una relación desgastada y la necesidad de libertad. La letra describe la lucha interna entre el amor y la libertad, y el deseo de encontrar la felicidad. La canción está acompañada por una melodía suave y una producción de pop electrónico, creando un ambiente nostálgico y melancólico.
Darling, darling
Doesn’t have a problem
Lyin’ to herself
‘Cause her liquour’s top shelf
It’s alarming, honestly
How charming she can be
Fooling everyone
Telling them she’s having fun
She says: You don’t want to be like me
Don’t want to see all the things I’ve seen
I’m dyin’, I’m dyin’
She says: You don’t want to get this way
Famous and dumb at an early age
Lyin’, I’m lyin’
The boys, the girls
They all like Carmen
She gives them butterflies, bats her cartoon eyes
She laughs like God
Her mind’s like a diamond
Audiotune lies
She’s still shining
Like lightning, woah, woah
White lightning
Carmen, Carmen
Staying up till morning
Only 17
But she walks the streets so mean
It’s alarming, truly
How disarming you can be
Eatin’ soft ice cream
Coney Island queen
She says: You don’t want to be like me
Lookin’ for fun, gettin’ high for free
I’m dyin’, I’m dyin’
She says: You don’t want to get this way
Streetwalk at night and a star by day
It’s tirin’, tirin’
The boys, the girls
They all like Carmen
She gives them butterflies, bats her cartoon eyes
She laughs like God
Her mind’s like a diamond
Audiotune lies
She’s still shining
Like lightning, woah, woah
White lightning
Baby’s all dressed up with nowhere to go
That’s the little story of the girl you know
Relying on the kindness of strangers
Tying cherry knots, smiling, doing party favours
Put your red dress on, put your lipstick on
Sing your song, song
Now the camera’s on
And you’re alive again
Mon amour, je sais que tu m’aimes aussi
Tu as besoin de moi
Tu as besoin de moi dans ta vie
Tu ne peux vivre sans moi
Et je mourrerai sans toi
Je tuerai pour toi
The boys, the girls
They all like Carmen
She gives them butterflies, bats her cartoon eyes
She laughs like God
Her mind’s like a diamond
Audiotune lies
She’s still shining
Like lightning, woah, woah
White lightning
Like lightning, woah, woah
White lightning
Darlin’, darlin’
Doesn’t have a problem
Lyin’ to herself
‘Cause her liquour’s top shelf
