Translation of the song lyrics Carta a los Poetas - El Barrio

Carta a los Poetas (original)

Lerele lelelele lele
Lelele lele carta a los poetas
Mi vida tras una pluma
Y tras mi pluma
Una letra (x2)
Que si no duermo miro al cielo
Que si no sueño me despierto
Hoy me he comprao un camino
Con arenas del desierto
Hoy he vestido la luna
Con las trenzas de tu pelo
Y a través de una aceituna
Yo he desnudao tu cuerpo
Poetas de España
No existió en el mundo mas
Una rima que no domase a una fiera sin domar
Si mi amor hoy no me quiere ya mañana me querrá
Poetas de España ya mañana me querrá
Lerele lelelele lele
Lelele lele carta a los poetas
Mi vida tras una pluma
Y tras mi pluma
Una letra (x2)
Una mujer que vendía flores
Me intento vender una rosa
Mientras yo las despreciaba
Porque son muy venenosas
Sirven pa decir te quiero
Pero el tiempo las destroza
Y un cariño verdadero ni se vende ni se compra
Poetas de España
No existió en el mundo mas
Una rima que no domase a una fiera sin domar
Si mi amor hoy no me quiere ya mañana me querrá
Poetita de España ya mañana me querrá
Lerele lelelele lele
Lelele lele carta a los poetas
Mi vida tras una pluma
Y tras mi pluma
Una letra (x2)…

Carta a los Poetas (translation)

Lerele lelelele lele
Lelele lele letter to the poets
my life behind a pen
and behind my pen
A letter (x2)
That if I don't sleep I look at the sky
That if I don't dream I wake up
Today I bought a road
with desert sands
Today I have dressed the moon
With the braids of your hair
And through an olive
I have undressed your body
Poets of Spain
It did not exist in the world anymore
A rhyme that does not tame an untamed beast
If my love doesn't love me today, tomorrow she will love me
Poets of Spain and tomorrow he will love me
Lerele lelelele lele
Lelele lele letter to the poets
my life behind a pen
and behind my pen
A letter (x2)
A woman selling flowers
I try to sell a rose
While I despised them
Because they are very poisonous
They serve to say I love you
But time destroys them
And a true affection is neither sold nor bought
Poets of Spain
It did not exist in the world anymore
A rhyme that does not tame an untamed beast
If my love doesn't love me today, tomorrow she will love me
Little poet from Spain and tomorrow she will love me
Lerele lelelele lele
Lelele lele letter to the poets
my life behind a pen
and behind my pen
One letter (x2)…