Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rehenes, artist - Andrés Calamaro. Album song Bohemio, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 27.08.2013
Record label: Grabaciones Encontradas
Song language: Spanish
Rehenes(original) |
Vos estabas cuando estaba todo bien |
Y no estabas cuando el rollo marginal, pinchó |
En el gueto eras un príncipe inglés |
De currante no vas a perder tu jamás |
Vos estabas, cuando estaba todo bien |
Y no estabas, cuando el rollo marginal pinchó |
En el gueto eras un príncipe inglés |
De currante no vas a perder tu «savoir faire» jamás |
Vos estabas, esperando al marroquí |
En barajas, el colmo del síndrome estocolmo |
Como aquella temporada cultural |
Con rehenes, atados al piano rojo |
Vayamos pintados con sangre de los dos |
Siempre, siempre |
Nos esperan con balas de plata dulce |
Fundidas de arreglos dentales nuestros |
Un hombre es un campo de batalla |
Si no se calla es una revolución de claveles |
Vayamos pintados con sangre de los dos |
Siempre, siempre |
Entonces era la libertad |
A veces mataría por cinco minutos más |
Entonces era la libertad |
Ahora me toca huir a mí, nene |
Vayamos pintados con sangre de los dos |
Siempre, siempre |
Siempre |
(translation) |
You were when everything was fine |
And you weren't when the fringe roll, she prodded |
In the ghetto you were an English prince |
Of currante you are not going to lose your never |
You were when everything was fine |
And you were not, when the marginal roll punctured |
In the ghetto you were an English prince |
De currante you will never lose your «savoir faire» |
You were waiting for the Moroccan |
In decks, the height of the Stockholm syndrome |
Like that cultural season |
With hostages, tied to the red piano |
Let's go painted with blood of the two |
Always always |
They await us with sweet silver bullets |
Our dental work castings |
A man is a battlefield |
If he doesn't shut up, it's a carnation revolution |
Let's go painted with blood of the two |
Always always |
Then it was freedom |
Sometimes I'd kill for five more minutes |
Then it was freedom |
Now it's my turn to run away, baby |
Let's go painted with blood of the two |
Always always |
Forever |