Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Corazones de Piedra , by - Canserbero. Song from the album Guía Para la Acción, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыкаRelease date: 07.04.2016
Song language: Spanish
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Corazones de Piedra , by - Canserbero. Song from the album Guía Para la Acción, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыкаCorazones de Piedra(original) |
| Escucha bien, interpreta |
| Corazones hechos de piedra |
| Son las dos en punto del lunes en la madrugada |
| Carlos debe patrullar de noche toda esta semana |
| Tiene un hijo que ama y una esposa que finge quererla |
| Los tres usan corazones de piedra |
| Se viste y se va en su patrulla policíaca |
| A lucir su placa y matracar a todo el que pasa |
| Ya una hora pasa y consigue juntá' una paca |
| Que seguramente gastará con putas en la tasca |
| Se hacen las tres y cuarto, Carlos acelera el paso |
| Pasa por una esquina y escucha a un muchacho gritando |
| Lo estaban asaltando, él solo echa un corto vistazo |
| Sin embargo, no hizo caso y siguió manejando |
| Rumbo al burdel más caro es que se dirigía |
| Mientras conducía nota que un taxi de cerca lo seguía |
| «Quizá son vainas mías» es todo lo que él decía |
| Llegó al sitio y pagó la mejor prostituta que había |
| Se fue con ella al cuarto, es una rubia de infarto |
| Entre sus piernas prueba el tacto y comienza el acto |
| Pero, en menos de un minuto, escucha unos pasos que entran al cuarto |
| Carlos sintió un balazo y murió ipso facto |
| (So you think my heart’s made of stone) |
| Corazones hechos de piedra |
| (So you think my heart’s made of stone) |
| Vivir una noche y morir en medio de ella |
| (So you think my heart’s made of stone) |
| Corazones hechos de piedra |
| (So you think my heart’s made of stone) |
| Segunda escena |
| Son las dos menos quince del lunes en la madrugada |
| Es la noche de la mujer de Carlos que antes que él se para |
| Y hace algo de comer, deja su ropa planchada |
| Media hora después él se va y ella sigue en la cama |
| Comienza el drama, los celos, la paranoia casi |
| «Siga despacio a esa patrulla» le dijo al del taxi |
| Una hora estuvieron mirándolo tranquilo |
| Luego siguiéndolo hasta que llegaron a un prostíbulo |
| Acto seguido suena su teléfono |
| Era su hijo al que le dijo «ahora no puedo» y le colgó |
| Quizás no habló por la ira de saber lo que vería |
| Así que entró, preguntó por Carlos el policía |
| Pagó lo que tenía por la llave que abriría el cerrojo |
| Del cuarto donde con gozo le era infiel su esposo |
| Entró y en menos de un minuto sintió el enojo |
| Del bolso sacó un arma y disparó a Carlos entre sus ojos |
| (So you think my heart’s made of stone) |
| Corazones hechos de piedra |
| (So you think my heart’s made of stone) |
| Vivir una noche y terminarla entre rejas |
| (So you think my heart’s made of stone) |
| Corazones hechos de piedra |
| (So you think my heart’s made of stone) |
| Tercera escena |
| Son las dos y treinta del lunes en la madrugada |
| Hora en que comienza la noche del hijo que en su almohada |
| Esconde la marihuana que fuma siempre |
| Se despierta y se da cuenta de que en su casa no hay gente |
| Así que llama al que le vende y cuadra un trueque |
| A las tres y cuarto en la esquina han de verse para abastecerse |
| El joven llega puntualmente y de repente |
| Siente un cañón en su frente del jíbaro que trampa le tiende |
| Le dice «dame la cartera, el reloj y las prendas» |
| Cuando ve que pasa una patrulla en medio 'e la contienda |
| Era el padre del joven que sigue de largo |
| Mientras jíbaro le suelta disparos al pecho y a la pierna |
| Toma el teléfono con su último aliento |
| Llama a su madre con la esperanza de que venga a socorrerlo |
| Al atenderlo, fue lo último que escuchó |
| La voz de la misma diciendo «no puedo», y luego colgó |
| (So you think my heart’s made of stone) |
| Corazones hechos de piedra |
| (So you think my heart’s made of stone) |
| La misma noche, tres formas distintas de verla |
| (So you think my heart’s made of stone) |
| Un joven agoniza mientras |
| (So you think my heart’s made of stone) |
| Su madre mata a su padre y queda entre rejas |
| Vivimos en un mundo de piedra, es difícil |
| Narrado por el Canserbero, DJ Wak |
| (translation) |
| Listen well, interpret |
| hearts made of stone |
| It's two o'clock on Monday morning |
| Carlos must patrol at night all this week |
| She has a son he loves and a wife who pretends to love her. |
| All three wear hearts of stone |
| She gets dressed and leaves in her police car |
| To show off his badge and rattle everyone who passes by |
| An hour passes and get together a paca |
| That she will surely spend with whores in the tavern |
| It's quarter past three, Carlos quickens his pace |
| He goes around a corner and hears a boy yelling |
| He was being mugged, he just takes a short look |
| However, he ignored it and continued driving. |
| Heading to the most expensive brothel is where he was headed |
| While he was driving, he notices that a nearby taxi was following him. |
| "Maybe it's my pods" is all he said |
| He came to the site and paid the best prostitute he had |
| He went with her to the room, she's a heart-stopping blonde |
| Between his legs he tries the touch and the act begins |
| But, in less than a minute, he hears footsteps entering the room. |
| Carlos felt a bullet and died ipso facto |
| (So you think my heart's made of stone) |
| hearts made of stone |
| (So you think my heart's made of stone) |
| Live one night and die in the middle of it |
| (So you think my heart's made of stone) |
| hearts made of stone |
| (So you think my heart's made of stone) |
| Second scene |
| It's fifteen to two on Monday morning |
| It is the night of Carlos's wife who before he stops |
| And he makes something to eat, he leaves his clothes ironed |
| Half an hour later he leaves and she is still in bed |
| The drama begins, the jealousy, the paranoia almost |
| "Follow that patrol slowly" he told the taxi driver |
| An hour they were looking at him calmly |
| Then following him until they reached a brothel |
| Then his phone rings |
| It was his son to whom he said "I can't now" and hung up |
| Perhaps he did not speak out of anger knowing what he would see |
| So he went in, asked for Carlos the policeman |
| He paid what he had for the key that would open the lock |
| Of the room where with joy her husband was unfaithful |
| She walked in and in less than a minute she felt the anger |
| From her bag she took out a gun and shot Carlos between the eyes. |
| (So you think my heart's made of stone) |
| hearts made of stone |
| (So you think my heart's made of stone) |
| Live one night and end it behind bars |
| (So you think my heart's made of stone) |
| hearts made of stone |
| (So you think my heart's made of stone) |
| Third scene |
| It's two thirty on Monday morning |
| Time that the night of the son begins that on his pillow |
| Hide the marijuana that you always smoke |
| He wakes up and realizes that there are no people in his house. |
| So he calls the one who sells him and settles a barter |
| At a quarter past three on the corner they have to meet to stock up |
| The young man arrives punctually and suddenly |
| He feels a cannon on his forehead from the jíbaro who traps him |
| He tells her "give me the wallet, the watch and the clothes" |
| When he sees a patrol pass in the middle of the fight |
| He was the father of the young man who follows by |
| While jíbaro fires shots at his chest and leg |
| He picks up the phone with his dying breath |
| He calls his mother about him in the hope that she will come to his rescue. |
| When attending him, it was the last thing she heard |
| The same voice saying "I can't", and then she hung up |
| (So you think my heart's made of stone) |
| hearts made of stone |
| (So you think my heart's made of stone) |
| The same night, three different ways of seeing it |
| (So you think my heart's made of stone) |
| A young man is dying while |
| (So you think my heart's made of stone) |
| His mother kills his father and is behind bars |
| We live in a world of stone, it's hard |
| Narrated by Canserbero, DJ Wak |
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