Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song El Raro, artist - El Barrio. Album song Espejos, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 23.10.2011
Record label: Flamenco Abierto
Song language: Spanish
El Raro(original) |
A veces escribo cartas sin remite |
Soy el anonimato en la curiosidad |
Un sello impregnao a mí no me lo quiten |
Que tus manitas se perfumen de azahar |
A veces me pregunto si los nervios |
Si vende guías para aquel que no sabe amar |
Si los recuerdos que te ahogan son el quite |
Que la sorpresa que te tengan que guardar |
Me llaman el raro porque es muy bohemio |
Me gusta estar solo, salir con mal tiempo |
Me llaman El Barrio, se siente bohemio (x2) |
Si vengo de una estirpe donde los cayos reales |
Se llevan de nacimiento, enseñarse no se sale |
Siempre tuve un ángel que guiaba mi destino |
Me dijo que si algo duele es que va por buen camino |
Señoras y señores el arte no se hace |
Se tiene o no se tiene, se nace o no se nace |
Me llaman el raro porque es muy bohemio |
Me gusta estar solo, salir con mal tiempo |
Me llaman El Barrio, se siente bohemio (x2) |
Si hago algo diferente a la gente le da un sofoco |
Y no tienen el reparo de tacharme como un loco |
Siempre revolucionario y nunca muero arrodillao |
Pa ver que hacen los cuerdos, yo prefiero estar colgao |
Señoras y señores lo mejor que me ha pasao |
Es vivir de lo que vivo que pa eso lo he mamao |
Me llaman el raro porque es muy bohemio |
Me gusta estar solo, salir con mal tiempo |
Me llaman El Barrio, se siente bohemio |
(translation) |
Sometimes I write letters without a return address |
I am the anonymous in curiosity |
A stamp that impregnates me, don't take it away from me |
Let your little hands be perfumed with orange blossom |
Sometimes I wonder if the nerves |
If you sell guides for those who don't know how to love |
If the memories that drown you are the remove |
That the surprise that they have to keep for you |
They call me the weirdo because it's very bohemian |
I like to be alone, go out in bad weather |
They call me El Barrio, it feels bohemian (x2) |
If I come from a lineage where the royal keys |
They are born from birth, teaching oneself does not leave |
I always had an angel who guided my destiny |
He told me that if something hurts, it's that it's on the right track. |
Ladies and gentlemen art is not made |
You have it or you don't have it, you are born or you are not born |
They call me the weirdo because it's very bohemian |
I like to be alone, go out in bad weather |
They call me El Barrio, it feels bohemian (x2) |
If I do something different people have a hot flash |
And they don't have the qualms about calling me crazy |
Always revolutionary and I never die on my knees |
To see what the sane do, I prefer to be hung up |
Ladies and gentlemen, the best thing that has happened to me |
It is to live from what I live that I suck for that |
They call me the weirdo because it's very bohemian |
I like to be alone, go out in bad weather |
They call me El Barrio, it feels bohemian |