Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Desmejorado, artist - Bushido
Date of issue: 25.01.2004
Song language: Spanish
Desmejorado(original) |
Hay gente para todo |
Hay cosas que se cuentan y parecen ciertas |
Es cuestin de hormonas |
Dicen que se van pero se quedan |
Yo sigo igual sigo tal cual |
Quizas desmejorado |
Y el arrabal amargo en el paladar |
Nunca pasar una semana con la misma neura |
Hicieron de mi una copia perversa |
Estabais ausentes cuando dormian |
Me habr perdido algo… Quizas… |
Las monedas de plata desprendidas |
Del beso al carcelero de mi corazn |
Yo sigo igual, sigo tal cual |
Quizas desmejorado |
Que no quede nunca al papel deshabitado |
Otro ritmo, otro compas |
Rimas de mar |
El gran teatro del mundo debe continuar |
Si no nos entra la locura |
(Bienvenido al planeta loco) |
Mientras se esfuma la espera |
Habra que dar la guerra por perdida |
Y volver a los placeres |
Prohibidos o privados |
Para los necesitados |
Y yo sigo igaul, sigo tal cual |
Quizas desmejorado |
Y el arrabal amargo en el paladar |
Otro ritmo, otro compas |
Rimas de mar |
El gran teatro del mundo debe continuar |
(translation) |
There are people for everything |
There are things that are told and seem true |
It's a question of hormones |
They say they leave but they stay |
I continue the same I continue as is |
maybe deteriorated |
And the bitter suburb on the palate |
Never spend a week with the same neura |
They made a perverse copy of me |
You were absent when they slept |
I must have missed something... Maybe... |
The detached silver coins |
From the kiss to the jailer of my heart |
I continue the same, I continue as is |
maybe deteriorated |
Let the paper never remain uninhabited |
Another rhythm, another compas |
sea rhymes |
The great theater of the world must go on |
If we don't get mad |
(Welcome to the crazy planet) |
As the wait fades |
We will have to give up the war for lost |
And return to the pleasures |
Banned or private |
for the needy |
And I continue igaul, I continue as is |
maybe deteriorated |
And the bitter suburb on the palate |
Another rhythm, another compas |
sea rhymes |
The great theater of the world must go on |