Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Desarraigo, artist - Extremoduro. Album song Material defectuoso, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 23.05.2011
Record label: Warner Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
Desarraigo(original) |
Voy perdidito y me he encontrado una princesa |
Me he encontrado entre sus labios cuando besa |
Besa, besa, me besa… |
Yo dejo al sol que entre por nuestra claraboya |
Y ella deja a los ratones que ellos royan |
Royan, royan, y royan… |
El tiempo pasa despacito |
Cuando no te tengo a mi lado |
Necesito para estar sentado |
Un arbolito en este descampado |
Arranqué un ramo de flores |
Se lo regalé a mi amante |
Dijo que no las quería |
Que estaba mejor antes |
Y ahora he vuelto a mis manías |
No quiero rehabilitarme |
Dijo que no me quería |
Que estaba mejor antes |
Van tan deprisa nuestras almas que se arrollan |
Que se encuentran cuando nuestros cuerpos follan |
Follan, follan, y follan… |
Son, nuestras almas son dos versos que se rozan |
Nuestros cuerpos como dos cerdos que hozan |
Hozan, hozan, y hozan… |
Si me veo desorientado |
Con la puerta de salida; |
Condenado a estar toda la vida |
Preparando alguna despedida |
Arranqué un ramo de flores |
Se lo regalé a mi amante |
Dijo que no las quería |
Que estaba mejor antes |
Y ahora he vuelto a mis manías |
No quiero rehabilitarme |
Dijo que no me quería |
Que estaba mejor antes |
Sé que al destino volveremos a engañar |
Por que no se acostumbre a nuestra rareza |
Por que nunca más nos vuelva a manejar… |
Dar contra un muro pa' poderlo derribar |
Que seguro nos depara una sorpresa |
Si te atreves yo me atrevo a atravesar… |
La vida vino dando volteretas |
Los pies al suelo a mí no me sujetan… |
Que soy viento y me embalo |
Y arranco las veletas… |
Arranqué un ramo de flores |
Se lo regalé a mi amante |
Dijo que no las quería |
Que estaba mejor antes |
Y ahora he vuelto a mis manías |
No quiero rehabilitarme |
Dijo que no me quería |
Que estaba mejor antes |
La puerta pinto de color de rosa |
De laberintos que hay en mi cabeza; |
Me pierdo si me deja |
Y me encuentro si me roza… |
(translation) |
I'm lost and I've found a princess |
I have found myself between her lips when she kisses |
Kiss, kiss, kiss me... |
I let the sun enter through our skylight |
And she lets the mice they gnaw |
Rust, rust, and rust… |
time passes slowly |
When I don't have you by my side |
I need to be seated |
A small tree in this wasteland |
I plucked a bunch of flowers |
I gave it to my lover |
She said she didn't want them |
that was better before |
And now I'm back to my mania |
I don't want to rehab |
He said he didn't love me |
that was better before |
Our souls go so fast that they roll over |
That meet when our bodies fuck |
They fuck, they fuck, and they fuck… |
They are, our souls are two verses that rub |
Our bodies like two pigs rooting |
Hozan, hozan, and hozan… |
If I look disoriented |
With the exit door; |
Doomed to be a lifetime |
preparing a farewell |
I plucked a bunch of flowers |
I gave it to my lover |
She said she didn't want them |
that was better before |
And now I'm back to my mania |
I don't want to rehab |
He said he didn't love me |
that was better before |
I know that destiny will deceive again |
Why don't you get used to our weirdness |
Because he will never handle us again... |
Hit a wall to be able to knock it down |
Surely a surprise awaits us |
If you dare, I dare to go through… |
Life came tumbling |
My feet on the ground don't hold me... |
That I am wind and I pack myself |
And I start the weather vanes... |
I plucked a bunch of flowers |
I gave it to my lover |
He said he didn't want them |
that was better before |
And now I'm back to my mania |
I don't want to rehab |
He said he didn't love me |
that was better before |
I paint the door pink |
Of labyrinths that are in my head; |
I lose myself if she leaves me |
And I find myself if it touches me... |