Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Nada Especial , by - Bacilos. Song from the album Caraluna, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыкаRelease date: 24.06.2002
Record label: Warner Music Latina
Song language: Spanish
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Nada Especial , by - Bacilos. Song from the album Caraluna, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыкаNada Especial(original) |
| Estamos sentados en una piedra |
| Sabiendo que el mundo esta vuelto mierda, Si señor |
| Estamos quemando lo q tenemos |
| Estamos jugando al q no sabemos |
| Estamos en medio del apogeo |
| De un mundo q tiene mucho deseo aun |
| Los números dicen q estamos bien |
| Lo dicen los genios del CNN |
| Y cuando te acercas |
| A la realidad, otro comercial |
| Vuelve a anestesiarlo todo |
| CORO: |
| Y al final |
| Me voy convirtiendo en un animal |
| En un viejo mas |
| De esos q se pierden por la ciudad |
| Sin sueño ni plan, Abeja en panal |
| Nada especial, Nada especial |
| Estamos jugandonos la camisa |
| Tratando de hablarles de la sonrisa gris del perdedor |
| Estamos tratando de resolver |
| Fregándole platos al mercader |
| De nuestra propia idiotez |
| Y un hueco en el cielo |
| Nos va recordar q la realidad |
| No va negociar contigo ni conmigo |
| CORO |
| Y al final |
| Me voy convirtiendo en un animal |
| En un viejo mas |
| De esos q se pierden por la ciudad |
| Vestidos de nada, nada especial |
| Nada especial, Nada especial |
| (translation) |
| We are sitting on a stone |
| Knowing that the world has turned to shit, yes sir |
| We are burning what we have |
| We are playing we don't know |
| We are in the middle of the heyday |
| Of a world that still has a lot of desire |
| The numbers say we're fine |
| CNN geniuses say it |
| and when you get close |
| In reality, another commercial |
| Anesthetize everything again |
| CHORUS: |
| At the end |
| I'm turning into an animal |
| in an old more |
| Of those who get lost in the city |
| Without dream or plan, Bee in honeycomb |
| Nothing special, Nothing special |
| We are playing the shirt |
| Trying to tell them about the loser's gray smile |
| we are trying to solve |
| Washing dishes for the merchant |
| of our own idiocy |
| And a hole in the sky |
| It will remind us that reality |
| He is not going to negotiate with you or me |
| CHORUS |
| At the end |
| I'm turning into an animal |
| in an old more |
| Of those who get lost in the city |
| Dressed in nothing, nothing special |
| Nothing special, Nothing special |
| Name | Year |
|---|---|
| Caraluna | 2006 |
| Mi primer millon | 2006 |
| Lo Mismo Que Yo | 2006 |
| Tabaco Y Chanel | 2006 |
| Contigo | 2006 |
| El Broche Dorado | 2020 |
| Te Creí | 2020 |
| Buena | 2002 |
| Mas Allá | 2001 |
| Mi Testimonio a.k.a. El Edificio | 2002 |
| Soledad | 2001 |
| Manchados De Amor | 2001 |
| Viejo | 2002 |
| Ahi Va La Madera | 2001 |
| Como Querer | 2001 |
| Odio el silencio | 2002 |
| La nit es nostra a.k.a. Barcelona | 2002 |
| Elena | 2002 |
| Cuestión De Madera | 2001 |
| Crónica De Una Immigracion Anunciada | 2006 |