Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Basta de buen rollo, artist - Def Con Dos. Album song 20 años contra todo pronostico, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 21.02.2011
Record label: Warner Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
Basta de buen rollo(original) |
Reconozco, que he cedido |
Reconozco, que ni en pintura parezco |
El mismo, he perdido toda mi |
Energía, se acabó la tontería |
Reconozco que he cambiado |
Y que quise dejar de sentirme marciano |
Y ahora sin futuro, sin amigos, sin apoyos |
Vuelvo gritando, vuelvo gritando |
Basta de buen rollo |
Basta de buen rollo |
¿desde cuándo vale todo? |
Cansado de fingiry decir que sí a todo |
Contemporizando con lerdos y bobos |
Yendo de guay aunque me reventase |
Tener que sonreir a tanto impresentable |
Siempre aborrecí ser un tipo correcto |
Pero consentí que domaran al cabestro |
Y ahora os confieso que he estado muy perdido |
Porque sé que no soy nadie sin mis enemigos |
Basta de buen rollo |
Basta de buen rollo |
¿desde cuándo vale todo? |
Reconozco, que no conozco apenas |
Lo que doy por conocido y que me he sentido a gusto |
Adulando a los mezquinos, sonriendo en falso |
Y poniendo buena cara cuando solo sentía asco |
Desconozco, como hubiese terminado |
De no haberme dado cuenta de que estaba traicionando |
Lo que soy y lo que fui y os digo |
¡decidme! |
¿donde están mis enemigos? |
Hundido y amargado, pero envalentonado |
Armado con el queme de haber sido un gran pringado |
Desempolvo lo poco que me queda de orgullo |
Y vuelvo desafiando a tanto capullo |
Collejas, insultos y gestos obscenos |
Ésas son las armas que tanto echaba de menos |
Y ahora reconozco que he estado bien jodido |
Porque se que no soy nadie sin mis enemigos |
Basta de buen rollo |
Basta de buen rollo |
¿desde cuándo vale todo? |
(translation) |
I admit, that I have yielded |
I admit, that not even in painting do I look like |
The same, I've lost all my |
Energy, no more nonsense |
I recognize that I have changed |
And that I wanted to stop feeling like a Martian |
And now without a future, without friends, without support |
I come back screaming, I come back screaming |
Enough of good vibes |
Enough of good vibes |
Since when is everything worth it? |
Tired of pretending and saying yes to everything |
Temporizing with dulls and fools |
Going cool even if I burst |
Having to smile at so much unpresentable |
I always hated being a straight guy |
But I allowed them to tame the halter |
And now I confess that I have been very lost |
Because I know that I am nothing without my enemies |
Enough of good vibes |
Enough of good vibes |
Since when is everything worth it? |
I admit, that I hardly know |
What I take for granted and that I have felt comfortable with |
Flattering the petty, smirking |
And putting on a brave face when I just felt disgust |
I don't know how it would have ended |
Of not having realized that I was betraying |
What I am and what I was and I tell you |
tell me! |
where are my enemies? |
Depressed and bitter, but emboldened |
Armed with the burning of having been a great loser |
I dust off what little I have left of pride |
And I come back challenging so many asshole |
Slaps, insults and obscene gestures |
Those are the weapons that I missed so much |
And now I admit that I've been well screwed |
Because I know that I am nobody without my enemies |
Enough of good vibes |
Enough of good vibes |
Since when is everything worth it? |