Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Perro callejero , by - DikersRelease date: 15.03.2001
Song language: Spanish
Perro callejero(original) |
| Sé que fuisteis los mejores |
| Que murieron ya las flores |
| Si nos dejasteis mil marrones |
| Detestable |
| Que luchasteis como cabrones |
| Para conseguir un nombre |
| Y llegar a ser un hombre |
| Relevante |
| Y ahora entre algodones |
| Nos planteas ser tus clones |
| Revivir tus emociones |
| Memorable |
| Reflexiones de alcanfor |
| Yo no quiero ser tu otro yo |
| Si has buscado el pedigrí |
| Yo soy un perro callejero |
| Vaya herencia nos vais dejando: |
| Guerra, hambre, mierda y paro |
| Eso sí que lo tengo claro |
| Deleznable |
| Mi futuro en tu frente |
| Y en tus oraciones siempre presente |
| Y mi bolsillo de insovlente |
| Ni me hables |
| Sois culpables de nuestros males |
| Mil promesas laborales |
| Y luego somos eventuales |
| Reflexiones de alcanfor |
| Yo no quiero ser tu otro yo |
| Si has buscado el pedigrí |
| Yo soy un perro callejero |
| Quien ejerce el poder |
| Dime quén machaca a quién |
| Contra toda vuestra presión |
| Ilusión e imaginación |
| Voy a transgredir tus normas |
| Que donde las dan las toman |
| Y tu discurso entró en coma |
| Remediable |
| Seré la maya en tus bromas |
| Y hasta el filo en tu loma |
| (translation) |
| I know you were the best |
| That the flowers have already died |
| If you left us a thousand browns |
| Detestable |
| that you fought like bastards |
| to get a name |
| And become a man |
| Relevant |
| And now between cotton |
| You ask us to be your clones |
| revive your emotions |
| Memorable |
| Camphor Reflections |
| I don't want to be your other self |
| If you have searched the pedigree |
| I am a stray dog |
| What a legacy you are leaving us: |
| War, hunger, shit and unemployment |
| That is clear to me |
| despicable |
| My future in your forehead |
| And in your prayers always present |
| And my insouble pocket |
| don't talk to me |
| You are guilty of our ills |
| A thousand job promises |
| And then we are eventual |
| Camphor Reflections |
| I don't want to be your other self |
| If you have searched the pedigree |
| I am a stray dog |
| who wields power |
| Tell me who crushes who |
| against all your pressure |
| Illusion and imagination |
| I will transgress your rules |
| that where they are given they are taken |
| And your speech went into a coma |
| Remediable |
| I'll be the maya in your jokes |
| And even the edge on your hill |