Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song El huevo y la gallina, artist - Andrés Calamaro. Album song Volumen 11, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 01.12.2016
Record label: Warner Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
El huevo y la gallina(original) |
| Me espera una tormenta interminable |
| Con frentes de batalla diferentes |
| Mi propio panorama se presenta complicado |
| Retirado en mi headquarter suburbial |
| Y los árboles opinan en silencio |
| Mejor por hoy, que siga todo igual |
| Otras veces hubo que empezar de nuevo |
| Pero ocurre como el huevo y la gallina |
| Laberintos y espirales, el origen y el destino |
| Como la uva y el vino, son parientes muy cercanos |
| Y los árboles opinan en silencio |
| Ser o no ser es igual de complicado |
| Pero un blues complicado, con sencilla partitura |
| Vida dura era la de los esclavos |
| Hay que dar doce compases a pensarlo |
| Inclusive para hoy seguir igual |
| Y los árboles opinan que pensarlo mucho, me puede hacer mal |
| Porque todo sigue y sigue, no hay debate posible |
| Cambiarlo demasiado es complicado |
| Habrá que tomar un calma por un día por si así los avatares tienen tienen blues |
| Y los árboles opinan por lo bajo |
| Ese tajo vale eso y mucho más |
| Si no hay que peinar, no peinamos |
| Si no hay que pelear, no peleamos |
| Si no hay que viajar, no viajamos |
| Si no hay que pensar, no pensamos |
| Si no hay que cantar, no cantamos |
| Voy a intentar, con disimulamos |
| Me espera una tormenta interminable |
| Con frentes de batalla diferentes |
| Mi propio panorama se presenta complicado |
| Retirado en mi headquarter suburbial |
| Y los árboles opinan en silencio |
| Mejor por hoy, que siga todo igual |
| Otras veces hubo que empezar de nuevo |
| Pero ocurre como el huevo y la gallina |
| Laberintos y espirales, el origen y el destino |
| Como la uva y el vino, son parientes muy cercanos |
| Y los árboles opinan en silencio |
| Ser o no ser es igual de complicado |
| Un blues complicado, con sencilla partitura |
| Vida dura era la de los esclavos |
| Hay que dar doce compases y pensarlo |
| Inclusive para hoy seguir igual |
| Y los árboles opinan que pensarlo demasiado, me puede hacer mal |
| Porque todo sigue y sigue, no hay debate posible |
| Cambiarlo demasiado es complicado |
| Habrá que tomar un calma por un día por si así los avatares tienen tienen blues |
| Y los árboles opinan por lo bajo |
| Ese tajo vale eso y mucho más |
| Si no hay que peinar, no peinamos |
| Si no hay que pelear, no peleamos |
| Si no hay que viajar, no viajamos |
| Si no hay que pensar, no pensamos |
| Si no hay que cantar, no cantamos |
| Voy a intentar |
| Si no hay que peinar, no peinamos |
| Si no hay que pelear, no peleamos |
| Si no hay que viajar, no viajamos |
| Si no hay que pensar, no pensamos |
| Si no hay que cantar, no cantamos |
| Pues voy a intentar, con disimulamos |
| Si no hay que peinar, no peinamos |
| Si no hay que pelear, no peleamos |
| (translation) |
| An endless storm awaits me |
| With different battle fronts |
| My own outlook is complicated |
| Retired in my suburban headquarters |
| And the trees silently opine |
| Better for today, keep everything the same |
| Other times you had to start over |
| But it happens like the chicken and the egg |
| Labyrinths and spirals, the origin and the destiny |
| Like grapes and wine, they are very close relatives |
| And the trees silently opine |
| To be or not to be is just as complicated |
| But a complicated blues, with a simple score |
| Hard life was that of the slaves |
| You have to give twelve bars to think about it |
| Even for today remain the same |
| And the trees think that thinking about it too much can hurt me |
| Because everything goes on and on, there is no possible debate |
| Changing it too much is complicated |
| We will have to take a calm for a day in case the avatars have blues |
| And the trees think low |
| That cut is worth that and much more |
| If we don't have to comb, we don't comb |
| If we don't have to fight, we don't fight |
| If we don't have to travel, we don't travel |
| If we don't have to think, we don't think |
| If we don't have to sing, we don't sing |
| I'm going to try, with dissimulate |
| An endless storm awaits me |
| With different battle fronts |
| My own outlook is complicated |
| Retired in my suburban headquarters |
| And the trees silently opine |
| Better for today, keep everything the same |
| Other times you had to start over |
| But it happens like the chicken and the egg |
| Labyrinths and spirals, the origin and the destiny |
| Like grapes and wine, they are very close relatives |
| And the trees silently opine |
| To be or not to be is just as complicated |
| A complicated blues, with a simple score |
| Hard life was that of the slaves |
| You have to give twelve bars and think about it |
| Even for today remain the same |
| And the trees think that thinking about it too much can hurt me |
| Because everything goes on and on, there is no possible debate |
| Changing it too much is complicated |
| We will have to take a calm for a day in case the avatars have blues |
| And the trees think low |
| That cut is worth that and much more |
| If we don't have to comb, we don't comb |
| If we don't have to fight, we don't fight |
| If we don't have to travel, we don't travel |
| If we don't have to think, we don't think |
| If we don't have to sing, we don't sing |
| I'll try |
| If we don't have to comb, we don't comb |
| If we don't have to fight, we don't fight |
| If we don't have to travel, we don't travel |
| If we don't have to think, we don't think |
| If we don't have to sing, we don't sing |
| Well, I'm going to try, with dissimulamos |
| If we don't have to comb, we don't comb |
| If we don't have to fight, we don't fight |