Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Morcillo Lopez , by - El Cuarteto de Nos. Song from the album El Tren Bala, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 01.05.2018
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: Spanish
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Morcillo Lopez , by - El Cuarteto de Nos. Song from the album El Tren Bala, in the genre АльтернативаMorcillo Lopez(original) |
| yo soy morcillo lopez |
| y les voy a contar mi historia |
| resulta que |
| yo andaba paseando un día |
| por mi lindo montevideo |
| iba chupando un mate amargo |
| y morfando unos buñuelos |
| cuando en eso un par de tipos |
| se bajan de una limusina |
| me dieron cuatro patadas |
| me metieron a trompadas |
| y el termo se me hizo harina |
| me gritaron «desertor"en un acento |
| que nervioso me puso |
| me mostraron una foto |
| de un astronauta ruso |
| el tipo era igualito a mi |
| y dije chau, me confundieron |
| con mi mochila violeta |
| ahímarchéen una avioneta |
| pa' rusia muerto de miedo |
| morcillo lopez |
| siga su historia |
| morcillo lopez |
| que ustéya estáen la gloria |
| porque su hazaña |
| como ninguna |
| ser el primer uruguayo en la luna |
| enseguida que llegamos agarraron |
| me metieron en el cohete |
| mientras trataba de explicarles |
| que yo no era el tipo ese |
| y pensar que hacía un rato soñaba |
| con una playa de jamaica |
| ir al espacio no quería |
| porque sabría que me iría |
| peor que a la perra laika |
| y ahíprendieron los motores, si |
| y la nave despegó, no |
| yo no sabría explicarles, si |
| mi estado de frenesí, no, si |
| había un libro de instrucciones |
| pero estaba todo en ruso |
| y me tuve que arreglar con lo que la patrona |
| en mi mochila violeta puso |
| morcillo lopez |
| siga su historia |
| morcillo lopez |
| que ustéya estáen la gloria |
| porque su hazaña |
| como ninguna |
| ser el primer uruguayo en la luna |
| la patrona había puesto, que ironía |
| un cacho de ensalada rusa |
| y un vientito que entraba lo tapé |
| con un boleto de cutcsa |
| si faltaba combustible le echaba |
| en el tanque una grapita |
| y una palanca que no andaba la arreglé |
| usando la grasa de una torta frita |
| si venía un meteorito volando |
| yo le tiraba una alpargata |
| y pa no salir flotando |
| me atéel termo entre las patas |
| y por la gravedad yo solo podía |
| tomar mate con auxana |
| y por la radio que me hablaban |
| a esa altura ya sonaba el casette de araca la cana |
| morcillo lopez |
| siga su historia |
| morcillo lopez |
| que ustéya estáen la gloria |
| porque su hazaña |
| como ninguna |
| ser el primer uruguayo en la luna |
| vo roberto |
| y la canción como sigue |
| para cuando |
| como el día más glorioso |
| don morcillo ya se va |
| que morcillo no se olvide |
| me parecióver un grafiti que decía |
| que gardel nación en la luna |
| pero yo con la manija ya era |
| como un piloto de pluna |
| asíque cuando alunicéme dije |
| la patrona me traicionó |
| porque la única bandera que tenía pa clavar |
| era la de peñarol |
| morcillo lopez |
| siga su historia |
| morcillo lopez |
| que ustéya estáen la gloria |
| porque su hazaña |
| como ninguna |
| ser el primer uruguayo en la luna |
| y si amigas |
| amigas y amigos |
| que marginan este escenario de momo |
| morcillo lopez se va |
| se va |
| pero esto no va a ser un adios |
| sino un hasta nunca |
| porque el cuarteto |
| el cuarteto en su tren bala también se va |
| y no olvide |
| que por contrataciones |
| debe llamar al número |
| y como lo muchachada buchangera |
| yo también me voy |
| anda a cagar |
| (translation) |
| I am morcillo lopez |
| and I'm going to tell you my story |
| it turns out that |
| I was walking one day |
| for my beautiful montevideo |
| I was sucking a bitter mate |
| and morphing some fritters |
| when at it a couple of guys |
| they get out of a limousine |
| they kicked me four times |
| they punched me |
| and the thermos turned into flour |
| they yelled "deserter" at me in an accent |
| how nervous it made me |
| they showed me a photo |
| of a Russian astronaut |
| the guy was just like me |
| and I said bye, they confused me |
| with my violet backpack |
| there I went on a plane |
| for russia scared to death |
| morcillo lopez |
| follow his story |
| morcillo lopez |
| that you are already in glory |
| because his feat |
| like none |
| to be the first Uruguayan on the moon |
| as soon as we arrived they grabbed |
| they put me in the rocket |
| while trying to explain |
| that I was not that guy |
| and to think that a while ago I was dreaming |
| with a Jamaican beach |
| go to space did not want |
| because I would know that I would go |
| worse than laika bitch |
| and there they started the engines, yes |
| and the ship took off, no |
| I would not know how to explain, yes |
| my state of frenzy, no, yeah |
| there was an instruction book |
| but it was all in russian |
| and I had to make do with what the boss |
| in my violet backpack he put |
| morcillo lopez |
| follow his story |
| morcillo lopez |
| that you are already in glory |
| because his feat |
| like none |
| to be the first Uruguayan on the moon |
| the boss had put, what an irony |
| a piece of Russian salad |
| and a little wind that came in I covered it up |
| with a cutcsa ticket |
| if there was no fuel, he would put it |
| in the tank a grapita |
| and I fixed a lever that didn't work |
| using the fat from a fried cake |
| if a meteor came flying |
| I threw an espadrille at him |
| and to not float out |
| I tied the thermos between my legs |
| and because of gravity I could only |
| drink mate with auxana |
| and on the radio they spoke to me |
| at that point the cassette of araca la cana was already playing |
| morcillo lopez |
| follow his story |
| morcillo lopez |
| that you are already in glory |
| because his feat |
| like none |
| to be the first Uruguayan on the moon |
| vo roberto |
| and the song as follows |
| when |
| like the most glorious day |
| don morcillo is already leaving |
| that morcillo do not forget |
| I thought I saw some graffiti that said |
| that gardel was born on the moon |
| but I was already with the handle |
| like a moon pilot |
| so when i woke up i said |
| the boss betrayed me |
| because the only flag that she had to nail |
| it was the one from peñarol |
| morcillo lopez |
| follow his story |
| morcillo lopez |
| that you are already in glory |
| because his feat |
| like none |
| to be the first Uruguayan on the moon |
| and yes friends |
| friends and friends |
| that marginalize this scenario of momo |
| morcillo lopez leaves |
| it goes |
| but this is not going to be goodbye |
| but a see you never |
| because the quartet |
| the quartet on their bullet train is also leaving |
| and don't forget |
| that for hiring |
| you must call the number |
| and like the buchangera girl |
| I'm leaving too |
| go shit |
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