Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Él es... Rita la cantaora , by - Hombres G. Song from the album Albums, in the genre ПопRelease date: 05.12.2011
Record label: Dro East West
Song language: Spanish
Él es... Rita la cantaora(original) |
| El era un simple electricista |
| Pero una noche tormentosa |
| Arreglando un poste de telegrafos |
| Una fuerte descarga electrica |
| Transformo todas las celulas de su organismo |
| Y ahora… Cada vez que el se irrita |
| El es… Rita la cantaora |
| Ja, ja, ja, ja |
| Su verdadero nombre es Eusebio, es un honrado trabajador |
| No se te ocurra crispar sus nervios |
| Con una simple mirada de asco |
| Eusebio se descompone, es otro hombre |
| No lo conoces, Cuidado con la cara que pones |
| Era una noche de lluvia y viento |
| Eusebio volva de la central |
| Doblo la esquina y en un momento |
| Un par de enormes macarras quisieron robar… |
| Al pobre Eusebio, le echan al suelo |
| Cuando de pronto un grito estridente les paralizo… |
| Es Eusebio… No es posible, No es posible |
| No lo entiendo… Es materialmente imposible |
| Su bolsita pequea Adidas, se ha transformado en un bolso |
| Y su calva ya no es calva, es una melena larga |
| Ja… Ja… |
| Siempre se ha odo hablar de Rita |
| Pero nadie la ha visto en la ciudad |
| Se esta organizando una partida |
| Vengan conmigo todos los que sepan montar |
| Y en las colinas, se esconde Rita |
| Y por las noches alguien la odo cantar |
| Es Eusebio… No es posible… |
| Es Eusebio… No es posible… |
| Es Eusebio… No es posible, No es posible |
| No lo entiendo… Es materialmente imposible |
| Su bolsita pequea Adidas, se ha transformado en un bolso |
| Y su calva ya no es calva, es una melena larga (x2) |
| (Ondie, que pelos mas largos me han salio.) |
| (Historia basada en el cuento de Javier Molina: |
| (translation) |
| He was a simple electrician |
| But one stormy night |
| Fixing a telegraph pole |
| A strong electric shock |
| I transform all the cells of your organism |
| And now... Every time he gets irritated |
| He is… Rita the singer |
| LOL |
| His real name is Eusebio, he is an honest worker |
| Don't you dare get on his nerves |
| With a simple look of disgust |
| Eusebio breaks down, he is another man |
| You don't know him, be careful with the face you make |
| It was a rainy and windy night |
| Eusebio returned from the central |
| I turn the corner and in a moment |
| A couple of huge thugs wanted to steal... |
| They throw poor Eusebio to the ground |
| When suddenly a strident scream paralyzed them… |
| It's Eusebio... It's not possible, It's not possible |
| I don't understand it... It's materially impossible |
| His small Adidas bag, he has been transformed into a bag |
| And his bald spot is no longer bald, it's long hair |
| Ha ha… |
| He has always heard of Rita |
| But nobody has seen her in the city |
| She is organizing a game |
| Come with me all those who know how to ride |
| And in the hills, Rita hides |
| And at night someone heard her sing |
| It's Eusebio... It's not possible... |
| It's Eusebio... It's not possible... |
| It's Eusebio... It's not possible, It's not possible |
| I don't understand it... It's materially impossible |
| His small bag of him Adidas, has been transformed into a bag |
| And his bald spot is no longer bald, it's long hair (x2) |
| (Ondie, what longer hairs have come out of me.) |
| (Story based on the story by Javier Molina: |