Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song El Niagara En Bicicleta , by - Grupo Super Bailongo. Release date: 18.05.2009
Song language: Spanish
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song El Niagara En Bicicleta , by - Grupo Super Bailongo. El Niagara En Bicicleta(original) |
| Me dio una sirimba un domingo en la mañana |
| Cuando menos lo pensaba |
| Caí redondo, como una guan’bana, sobre la alcantarilla |
| Será la presión o me ha subido la bilirrubina |
| Y me entro la calentura |
| Y me fui poniendo blanco como bola (d)e naftalina |
| Me llevaron a un hospital de gente (supuestamente) |
| En la Emergencia, el recepcionista escuchaba la lotería |
| (¡treinta mil pesos!) |
| ¡Alguien se apiade de mí! |
| Grité perdiendo el sentido |
| Y una enfermera se acercó a mi oreja y me dijo: |
| «Tranquilo, Bobby, tranquilo» |
| Me acarició con sus manos de Ben Gay y me dijo: |
| «¿Qué le pasa, atleta?» |
| Y le conté con lujo de detalles lo que me había sucedido |
| Hay que chequearte la presión |
| Pero la sala está ocupada y, mi querido |
| En este hospital no hay luz para un electrocardiograma |
| Abrí los ojos como luna llena y me agarré la cabeza |
| Porque es muy duro |
| Pasar el Niágara en bicicleta |
| No me digan que los médicos se fueron |
| No me digan que no tienen anestesia |
| No me digan que el alcohol se lo bebieron |
| Y que el hilo de coser |
| Fue bordado en un mantel |
| No me digan que las pinzas se perdieron |
| Que el estetoscopio esta de fiesta |
| Que los rayos X se fundieron |
| Y que el suero ya se uso |
| Para endulzar el café |
| Me apoye de sus hombros como un cojo a su muleta |
| Y le dije: «¿Qué hago, princesa?» |
| Y en un papel de receta me escribió muy dulcemente: |
| (mi princesa, ¿qué va a ser de mí?, uh…) |
| «Lo siento, atleta» |
| Me acarició con sus manos de Ben Gay y siguió su destino |
| Y o' claramente cuando dijo a otro paciente: |
| «Tranquilo, Bobby, tranquilo» |
| Bajé los ojos a media asta y me agarró la cabeza |
| Porque es muy duro |
| Pasar el Niágara en bicicleta |
| No me digan que los médicos se fueron |
| No me digan que no tienen anestesia |
| No me digan que el alcohol se lo bebieron |
| Y que el hilo de coser |
| Fue bordado en un mantel |
| No me digan que las pinzas se perdieron |
| Que el estetoscopio está de fiesta |
| Que los rayos X se fundieron |
| Y que el suero ya se uso |
| Para endulzar el café |
| No me digan que me va cayendo |
| De tanto dolor |
| No me digan que las aspirinas |
| Cambian de color |
| No me digan que me van pariendo |
| Que le falta amor |
| No me digan que le esta latiendo, oh no… |
| (translation) |
| He gave me a sirimba one Sunday morning |
| When I least expected it |
| I fell round, like a soursop, on the sewer |
| Could it be the pressure or has my bilirubin gone up |
| And I got the fever |
| And I was turning white as a naphthalene ball |
| They took me to a people's hospital (supposedly) |
| In the Emergency, the receptionist listened to the lottery |
| (thirty thousand pesos!) |
| Somebody have mercy on me! |
| I screamed losing consciousness |
| And a nurse came up to my ear and said: |
| "Easy Bobby, Easy" |
| She caressed me with her Ben Gay hands and said: |
| "What's wrong, athlete?" |
| And I told him in great detail what had happened to me |
| You have to check your pressure |
| But the room is occupied and, my dear |
| In this hospital there is no light for an EKG |
| I opened my eyes like a full moon and I clutched my head |
| because it is very hard |
| Pass Niagara by bicycle |
| Don't tell me the doctors left |
| Don't tell me they don't have anesthesia |
| Don't tell me that the alcohol was drunk |
| And that the sewing thread |
| It was embroidered on a tablecloth |
| Don't tell me the tweezers got lost |
| That the stethoscope is partying |
| That the X-rays melted |
| And that the serum has already been used |
| To sweeten the coffee |
| I leaned on his shoulders like a lame man on his crutch |
| And I said, "What do I do, princess?" |
| And on a prescription paper she wrote me very sweetly: |
| (my princess, what will become of me?, uh…) |
| "Sorry, athlete" |
| She caressed me with her Ben Gay hands and followed her fate |
| And o 'clearly when he said to another patient: |
| "Easy Bobby, Easy" |
| I lowered my eyes to half-staff and he grabbed my head |
| because it is very hard |
| Pass Niagara by bicycle |
| Don't tell me the doctors left |
| Don't tell me they don't have anesthesia |
| Don't tell me that the alcohol was drunk |
| And that the sewing thread |
| It was embroidered on a tablecloth |
| Don't tell me the tweezers got lost |
| That the stethoscope is partying |
| That the X-rays melted |
| And that the serum has already been used |
| To sweeten the coffee |
| Don't tell me that I'm falling |
| of so much pain |
| Don't tell me that aspirin |
| They change color |
| Do not tell me that they are giving birth to me |
| that love is missing |
| Don't tell me what's beating you, oh no... |
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