Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ciudad de pobres corazones, artist - Fito Paez. Album song Euforia, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 21.05.1996
Record label: Warner Music Argentina
Song language: Spanish
Ciudad de pobres corazones(original) |
| En esta puta ciudad, todo se incendia y se va |
| Matan a pobres corazones, matan a pobres corazones |
| En esta sucia ciudad, no hay que seguir ni parar |
| Ciudad de locos corazones, ciudad de locos corazones |
| No quiero salir a fumar, no quiero salir a la calle con vos |
| No quiero empezar a pensar quién puso la yerba en el viejo cajón |
| Buen día, Lexotanil; |
| buen día, señora; |
| buen día, doctor |
| Maldito sea tu amor, tu inmenso reino y tu ansiado dolor |
| ¿Qué es lo que quieres de mí? |
| ¿Qué es lo que quieres saber? |
| No me verás arrodillado, no me verás arrodillado |
| Dicen que ya no soy yo, que estoy más loco que ayer |
| Y matan a pobres corazones, matan a pobres corazones |
| No quiero salir a fumar, no quiero salir a la calle con vos |
| No quiero empezar a pensar quién puso la yerba en el viejo cajón |
| Buen día, Lexotanil; |
| buen día, señora; |
| buen día, doctor |
| Maldito sea tu amor, tu inmenso reino y tu ansiado dolor |
| En esta puta ciudad, todo se incendia y se va |
| Matan a pobres corazones, matan a pobres corazones |
| Matan a pobres corazones, matan a pobres corazones |
| (translation) |
| In this fucking town, everything burns down and goes |
| They kill poor hearts, they kill poor hearts |
| In this dirty town, there's no going on and no stopping |
| City of crazy hearts, city of crazy hearts |
| I don't want to go out to smoke, I don't want to go out with you |
| I don't want to start thinking who put the weed in the old drawer |
| Good morning, Lexotanil; |
| good day, ma'am; |
| good morning doctor |
| Cursed be your love, your immense kingdom and your longed for pain |
| What do you want from me? |
| What do you want to know? |
| You won't see me on my knees, you won't see me on my knees |
| They say that it's not me anymore, that I'm crazier than yesterday |
| And they kill poor hearts, they kill poor hearts |
| I don't want to go out to smoke, I don't want to go out with you |
| I don't want to start thinking who put the weed in the old drawer |
| Good morning, Lexotanil; |
| good day, ma'am; |
| good morning doctor |
| Cursed be your love, your immense kingdom and your longed for pain |
| In this fucking town, everything burns down and goes |
| They kill poor hearts, they kill poor hearts |
| They kill poor hearts, they kill poor hearts |