Lyrics of Si Yo Fuera - Buena Fe

Si Yo Fuera (original)

Ella embarazada y yo a pintar la casa
Pero le he advertido que es a mi manera
Aunque se amplifique toda mi impericia
Quiero subvertir un rato la belleza
O sea que lo negro no será luctuoso
Sino mas bullanguero, carnaval y agrado
Y que los grises tengan que cambiar penosos
Mejor recuerdo eterno de recien casados
Mas bien tarde de lluvia para acurrucarse
Incluso pongo a ti para atrapar las musas
Y aunque en un par de flores
El rojo pase
Lo degradare en rango cual si semifusa
O sea que la sangre sea color cerveza
Y que la rabia sea cobarde y amarilla
Y el sexo que sea rojo solo cuando sea
Muy, mucho, supra, hiper, mega, super maravilla
Quiero regalarte para el año nuevo
Otro mundo, otro sol
Si yo fuera Fabelo
Haria que el techo pareciera el cielo
Para que a esta casa no le falte vuelo
Ni de niño, ni de abuelo
Si yo fuera Fabelo
Haria que el techo pareciera el cielo
Y alas y caracolas…
Con brocha gorda pintaria conflictos
Atento a lo dudoso del anaranjado
Y aunque estén violetas al chocar distintos
Se inflame la razón y beba el destetado
Y a la paloma blanca pongo un emergente
Un ave en la que asumen azules espuelas
En estas horas la paz o se defiende
O dura cual merengue en portal de escuela
No llevara otra cosa que el recio dorado
La valla que anuncia caida al abismo
Y el verde a la industria que ha contaminado
Y de rosado intenso pintaré al machismo
Y de café marron que arranque la mañana
De purpura, fusha y otras mixturas
Que los recien nacidos con color mostaza
Expresen su llanto, su salud, y su buena fortuna
Quiero regalarte para el año nuevo
Otro mundo, otro sol
Si yo fuera Fabelo
Haria que el techo pareciera el cielo
Para que a esta casa no le falte vuelo
Ni de niño, ni de abuelo
Si yo fuera Fabelo
Haria que el techo pareciera el cielo
Y el arcoiris del balcon
Se nos derrame por la calle siempre corazón adentro
Y que no quede ni un rincón
Donde un par de adolescentes inocentes vean de frente como encienden el amor
Quiero regalarte para el año nuevo
Otro mundo, otro sol
Si yo fuera Fabelo
Haria que el techo pareciera el cielo
Para que a esta casa no le falte vuelo
Ni de niño, ni de abuelo
Si yo fuera Fabelo
Haria que el techo pareciera el cielo
Quiero regalarte para el año nuevo
Otro mundo, otro sol
Si yo fuera Fabelo
Haria que el techo pareciera el cielo
Para que a esta casa no le falte vuelo
Ni de niño, ni de abuelo
Si yo fuera Fabelo
Haria que el techo pareciera el cielo
Y alas y caracolas…
Fin

(translation)

She pregnant and I to paint the house
But I've warned you it's my way
Although all my inexperience is amplified
I want to subvert the beauty for a while
In other words, the black will not be mournful
But more noisy, carnival and pleasure
And that the grays have to change painfully
Best eternal memory of newlyweds
Rather a rainy afternoon to snuggle up
I even put you to catch the muses
And although in a couple of flowers
the red pass
I will degrade it in range as if semi-fuzzy
That is, the blood is the color of beer
And let the rage be cowardly and yellow
And the sex that is red only when it is
Very, much, supra, hyper, mega, super wonder
I want to give you for the new year
Another world, another sun
If I were Fabelo
It would make the ceiling look like the sky
So that this house does not lack flight
Neither as a child nor as a grandfather
If I were Fabelo
It would make the ceiling look like the sky
And wings and conches…
With a broad brush I would paint conflicts
Watch out for the doubtful orange
And although they are purple when they collide different
Let reason inflame and drink the weaned
And to the white dove I put a pop-up
A bird that assumes blue spurs
In these hours the peace or defends itself
Or lasts like a meringue in a school portal
He will not wear anything other than the strong gold
The fence that announces the fall into the abyss
And the green to the industry that has polluted
And I will paint machismo with intense pink
And of brown coffee that starts the morning
Of purple, fusha and other mixtures
That newborns with mustard color
Express your tears, your health, and your good fortune
I want to give you for the new year
Another world, another sun
If I were Fabelo
It would make the ceiling look like the sky
So that this house does not lack flight
Neither as a child nor as a grandfather
If I were Fabelo
It would make the ceiling look like the sky
And the rainbow from the balcony
It spills out on the street, always with our hearts inside
And that not a single corner remains
Where a couple of innocent teenagers see how they turn on love
I want to give you for the new year
Another world, another sun
If I were Fabelo
It would make the ceiling look like the sky
So that this house does not lack flight
Neither as a child nor as a grandfather
If I were Fabelo
It would make the ceiling look like the sky
I want to give you for the new year
Another world, another sun
If I were Fabelo
It would make the ceiling look like the sky
So that this house does not lack flight
Neither as a child nor as a grandfather
If I were Fabelo
It would make the ceiling look like the sky
And wings and conches…
End