Lyrics of Mil excusas - Dikers

Mil excusas (original)

Salta, grita, sal de tus
Casillas.
Corta, rasga
Suelta toda tu energía.
Y es
Que hoy ya son las fiestas
Del patrón.
Una excusa nunca
Viene mal.
Aunque luego cabe
Preguntar que es lo que
Tenemos que celebrar, si todo es religioso o militar
Los alardes y las
Tamborradas, el Pilar y todas
Sus grandes hazañas, nuestro
Culto en romerías de placer
Nacimiento y la marimorena
Los copazos y la suculenta
Cena.
Ha nacido en mí un
Instinto rompedor.
Una excusa
Nunca viene mal, aunque luego
Cabe preguntar que es lo que
Tenemos que celebrar si todo es religioso o militar
Monta fiestas sin un motivo y
Que tu coco siempre se
Muestre activo.
No les dejes
Que te impongan su color.
Mil
Excusas no nos vienen mal
Así que nada hay que objetar
Pero es mejor celebrar lo que
No es religioso o militar

(translation)

Jump, scream, get out of your
boxes.
cut, tear
Release all your energy.
And it is
That today are the holidays
Of the pattern.
an excuse never
It comes bad.
Although later it fits
Ask what is what
We have to celebrate, if everything is religious or military
The boasts and
Tamborradas, the Pilar and all
His great deeds, our
Worship in pilgrimages of pleasure
Nativity and the marimorena
The drinks and the succulent
Dinner.
Has been born in me a
Groundbreaking instinct.
An excuse
It never hurts, although later
One may ask what is
We have to celebrate if everything is religious or military
Throw parties without a reason and
May your coconut always be
Show active.
don't let them
Let them impose their color on you.
One thousand
Excuses do not hurt us
So there is nothing to object
But it's better to celebrate what
Not religious or military