Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nuevos Románticos, artist - La Habitacion Roja. Album song Memoria, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 15.03.2018
Record label: Mushroom Pillow
Song language: Spanish
Nuevos Románticos(original) |
Nos prohibieron ser románticos |
Y no supimos reaccionar |
A la impostura y la amenaza |
De toda una generación |
Desterrados, amantes clandestinos |
Entre sombras y versos, escapando del destino |
Nos prohibieron ser románticos |
Y no supimos reaccionar |
A toda la tecnología |
Que suplantó la realidad |
Desterrados, amantes clandestinos |
Entre sombras y versos, escapando del destino |
Nos quedan las agallas |
De mantener la mirada |
La ropa sucia y raída |
De haber soportado su ira |
Te juzgarán en la barra de un bar |
Una paliza y luego a pasear |
Con un cartel colgado que dirá |
Que te mereces lo que va a pasar |
Lo que te va a pasar |
Nos prohibieron ser románticos |
Esos malditos ladrones de cuerpos |
Nos prohibieron ser románticos |
Balas perdidas entre almas de metal |
Nos prohibieron ser románticos |
Los corazones en un puño |
Brillan los filos de sus navajas |
Es el veredicto de la multitud |
(translation) |
We were forbidden to be romantic |
And we didn't know how to react |
To imposture and threat |
of a whole generation |
Outcasts, underground lovers |
Between shadows and verses, escaping from destiny |
We were forbidden to be romantic |
And we didn't know how to react |
to all technology |
that supplanted reality |
Outcasts, underground lovers |
Between shadows and verses, escaping from destiny |
We have the guts |
to keep looking |
Dirty and threadbare clothes |
Of having endured his wrath |
They will judge you at the bar of a bar |
A beating and then to walk |
With a hanging sign that will say |
that you deserve what is going to happen |
what is going to happen to you |
We were forbidden to be romantic |
Those damn body snatchers |
We were forbidden to be romantic |
Stray bullets among metal souls |
We were forbidden to be romantic |
The hearts in a fist |
The edges of their knives shine |
It's the verdict of the crowd |