Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Obstáculo, artist - Ana Tijoux.
Date of issue: 21.04.2014
Song language: Spanish
Obstáculo(original) |
llego la hora de contarte |
Empece en la santa carola |
el camino del solista no se empieza del todo sola |
las rimas las pololas las baterias las pistolas las canciones las camaradas |
desplegadas para inspirarte mas asi |
mismo nos encontrabamos en la plaza |
con los cassete pintados eso nada lo remplaza |
esa sensacion que estabamos moviendo el planeta |
que la veta era ponerse por completo la camiseta |
es parte de la historia que llevamos en carpeta |
la meta la marca el color de nuestra gran paleta |
tu me dices nunca es tarde |
la verdad yo no se si hago arte pero… |
coro |
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Somos los mismos los del rebaño |
nada ha cambiado ni nada es en vano |
hordatoj: no hay obstaculo que te impida continuar de pie |
concentrate focalizate || |
bis |
tu me dices mi persona es la unica que condiciona |
pero si se desmoronan los colegas y las zonas |
que querian la corona y regarte con acetona |
es la ambicion que condiciona |
por que dentro de los juegos |
despiertan todos los egos |
pegados como los pliegos |
escapando los ojos ciegos |
te apuntaron con el dedo |
querian verte con miedo |
borrarte todos tus credos |
convertirte en enredo |
pero seguimos de pie con los sueños y las ganas |
con la vida cotidiana con la familia humana |
seguimos con savia nueva |
las preguntas los dilemas son parte de nuestro emblema |
que llevamos en las yemas |
ojala logremos en nuestras canciones mas poemas |
romper todos los esquemas apuntar todos los temas |
tu me dices nunca es tarde |
yo sigo sin saber si hago arte pero… |
coro |
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Somos los mismos los del rebaño |
nada ha cambiado ni nada es en vano |
hordatoj: no hay obstaculo que te impida continuar de pie |
concentrate focalizate || |
bis |
(translation) |
the time has come to tell you |
I started in Santa Carola |
the path of the soloist does not start entirely alone |
the rhymes the girls the batteries the pistols the songs the comrades |
deployed to inspire you more like this |
we were in the square |
with the painted cassettes that nothing replaces it |
that feeling that we were moving the planet |
that the vein was to completely put on the shirt |
it is part of the history that we carry in our folder |
the goal is marked by the color of our great palette |
you tell me it's never too late |
The truth is I don't know if I make art but... |
chorus |
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We are the same ones from the herd |
nothing has changed and nothing is in vain |
hordatoj: there is no obstacle that prevents you from continuing on your feet |
concentrate focus || |
Bis |
you tell me my person is the only one that conditions |
but if colleagues and areas crumble |
that they wanted the crown and to water you with acetone |
it is the ambition that conditions |
why within the games |
wake up all egos |
glued like sheets |
escaping blind eyes |
they pointed the finger at you |
they wanted to see you scared |
erase all your beliefs |
become a mess |
but we are still standing with the dreams and the desire |
with everyday life with the human family |
we continue with new blood |
questions dilemmas are part of our emblem |
that we carry in the buds |
hopefully we will achieve more poems in our songs |
break all schemes target all issues |
you tell me it's never too late |
I still don't know if I make art but... |
chorus |
|| |
We are the same ones from the herd |
nothing has changed and nothing is in vain |
hordatoj: there is no obstacle that prevents you from continuing on your feet |
concentrate focus || |
Bis |