Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Otro Amor En Avellaneda, artist - Andrés Calamaro. Album song Completo, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.1996
Record label: PolyGram Discos
Song language: Spanish
Otro Amor En Avellaneda(original) |
Estoy enamorada de un cadete del Colegio Militar |
Lo espero cada viernes para verlo bajarse del tren |
A mi chico del cuartel |
Usa ropa color caca tiene un walkman clavado en la sien |
Ese choco-chocolate me enloquése con su forma de ser |
Luna de miel |
Yo me pongo rubor para él |
Soy tan feliz, él es para mí |
Hasta que la muerte nos separe |
Pero a la vez |
Yo tengo un amor en Avellaneda |
Que no habla bien |
Es un infiel |
Pero se pelea y me pega |
Estoy enamorada de un cadete del Colegio Militar |
Lo espero cada viernes para verlo bajarse del tren |
A mi chico del cuartel |
Usa ropa color carne tiene un walkman clavado en la sien |
Y no puede ser |
Ese choco-chocolate me enloquese con su forma de ser |
Luna de miel |
Yo me pongo rubor para él |
Soy tan feliz, él es para mí |
Hasta que la muerte nos separe |
Pero a la vez |
Yo tengo un amor en Avellaneda |
Que no habla bien |
Es un infiel |
Pero se pelea y me pega |
(translation) |
I'm in love with a cadet from the Military College |
I wait for him every Friday to see him get off the train |
To my boy from the barracks |
He wears poop-colored clothes, he has a walkman nailed to his temple. |
That choco-chocolate made me crazy with his way of being |
Honeymoon |
I wear blush for him |
I am so happy, he is for me |
Until death do us part |
But at the same time |
I have a love in Avellaneda |
that he doesn't speak well |
he is an infidel |
But he fights and hits me |
I'm in love with a cadet from the Military College |
I wait for him every Friday to see him get off the train |
To my boy from the barracks |
He wears flesh-colored clothes, he has a walkman stuck in his temple. |
and he can't be |
That choco-chocolate drives me crazy with his way of being |
Honeymoon |
I wear blush for him |
I am so happy, he is for me |
Until death do us part |
But at the same time |
I have a love in Avellaneda |
who doesn't speak well |
he is an infidel |
But he fights and hits me |