Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sterla, artist - $kyhookDate of issue: 06.06.2019
Song language: Spanish
Sterla(original) |
| Si tienes amigos no olvides amarlos |
| Fuimos desde chicos cómplices pa' largo |
| Vidas complicadas con fines amargos |
| Shout-out para los pibes de Almagro |
| Desde los quince en el barrio pintando en Guardia Vieja |
| Casa de Xavi abierta, huyendo de la miseria |
| La vida es una peli cara, pero es gratis verla, hey |
| Rest in peace a Mati Sterla |
| Guacho atrevido, siempre ágil, vivo |
| Perspicaz, un festival de tipo |
| Con las palabras era un asesino |
| Haciendo bromas por los techos de los edificios, bajo el sol argentino |
| De poco sirve to' lo que consigo |
| Si vuelvo al barrio y tú no estás conmigo |
| Tengo recuerdos pa' cincuenta libros |
| Alza tu copa por los que se han ido |
| Esto es pa' los que no están |
| Todos esos palos que nos dan |
| Primo ya no puedo más |
| Me duelen los ojos de llorar |
| Fotos pegadas con celofán |
| Esto es pa' los que no es… hey! |
| Esto es pa' los que no están |
| Todos esos palos que nos dan |
| Primo ya no puedo, más |
| No quiero llorar |
| Fotos pegadas con celofán, yeah-ie-ia |
| (translation) |
| If you have friends don't forget to love them |
| We were accomplices for long from boys |
| Complicated lives with bitter ends |
| Shout-out for the Almagro kids |
| Since I was fifteen in the neighborhood painting in Guardia Vieja |
| Xavi's house open, fleeing misery |
| Life is an expensive movie, but it's free to watch, hey |
| Rest in peace to Mati Sterla |
| Bold guacho, always agile, alive |
| Insightful, a fest of sorts |
| With words he was a killer |
| Making jokes on the roofs of buildings, under the Argentine sun |
| It is of little use to' what I get |
| If I return to the neighborhood and you are not with me |
| I have memories for fifty books |
| Raise your glass for those who are gone |
| This is for those who are not |
| All those sticks that they give us |
| Cousin I can't anymore |
| My eyes hurt from crying |
| Photos glued with cellophane |
| This is for those who are not… hey! |
| This is for those who are not |
| All those sticks that they give us |
| Cousin I can't anymore, anymore |
| I do not want to cry |
| Photos glued with cellophane, yeah-ie-ia |