Lyrics of Puta - Joan Thiele

Puta (original)

Hola, papi, lo sai che
Qui la gente sembra strana?
Te ne stai in Colombia e
Mi chiami solo se ti va
Sono piccola per te
E ti ricordo un po' mia madre
Ma che ti interessa?
E tutto passa, ma per te poi niente resta
Ci separava il mare, i Caraibi e poi il caffè
E Bogotà per noi ci ricordava solo che
Avremmo voluto volare lontani
Senza quegli ostacoli solo mentali
Sai, sai, sai, uoh
Mi chiamava «puta»
Poi faceva un Padre Nostro, sai?
Lui si sentiva a posto con sé
Con sé, con sé
No, non è colpa tua
Eri solo un po' distratto
Ora a messa non ci vado più
Io prego per me, io prego per me
Hola, papi, lo sai che, uoh
È qui la gente tutta strana?
A Cocora il sole c'è
E tutto passa, ma per te poi niente resta
Ci separava il sale, i Caraibi e poi il caffè
E Bogotà per noi ci ricordava solo che
Avremmo voluto restare lontani
Senza quegli ostacoli solo mentali
Sai, sai, sai, uoh
Quante cose che non sai, sai, sai?
Mi chiamava «puta»
Poi faceva un Padre Nostro, sai?
Lui si sentiva a posto con sé
Con sé, con sé
No, non è colpa tua
Eri solo un po' distratto
Ora a messa non ci vado più
Io prego per me, io prego per me
Hacía calor, pero tenía frío
Hacía calor, pero tenía frío
Quante volte avrei voluto cambiare la pelle, oh?
Quante volte avrei voluto cambiare la pelle?
Hacía calor, pero tenía frío
Hacía calor, pero tenía frío
Hacía calor, pero tenía frío
Hacía calor, pero tenía frío
Quante volte avrei voluto cambiare la pelle, oh?
Quante volte avrei voluto cambiare la pelle?
Hacía calor, pero tenía frío
Hacía calor, pero tenía frío

(translation)

Hola, papi, you know that
Do people look weird here?
You stay in Colombia and
Call me only if you like
I am small for you
And I remind you a little of my mother
But what are you interested in?
And everything passes, but then nothing remains for you
The sea, the Caribbean and then the coffee separated us
And Bogota for us just reminded us that
We would have liked to fly away
Without those only mental obstacles
You know, you know, you know, uoh
She called me "puta"
Then he would do an Our Father, you know?
He felt right with him
With him, with him
No, it's not your fault
You were just a little distracted
Now I don't go to mass anymore
I pray for me, I pray for me
Hola, daddy, you know that, uoh
Are all the weird people here?
In Cocora the sun is there
And everything passes, but then nothing remains for you
We separated the salt, the Caribbean and then the coffee
And Bogota for us just reminded us that
We would have liked to have stayed away
Without those only mental obstacles
You know, you know, you know, uoh
How many things you don't know, you know, you know?
He called me "puta"
Then he would do an Our Father, you know?
He felt right with him
With him, with him
No, it's not your fault
You were just a little distracted
Now I don't go to mass anymore
I pray for me, I pray for me
Hacía calor, pero tenía frío
Hacía calor, pero tenía frío
How many times have I wanted to change my skin, oh?
How many times have I wanted to change my skin?
Hacía calor, pero tenía frío
Hacía calor, pero tenía frío
Hacía calor, pero tenía frío
Hacía calor, pero tenía frío
How many times have I wanted to change my skin, oh?
How many times have I wanted to change my skin?
Hacía calor, pero tenía frío
Hacía calor, pero tenía frío