Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Zambra, artist - Las Ninyas del Corro.
Date of issue: 16.01.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Zambra(original) |
Con la ventana abierta y ese ''Tírale que es tarde'' |
Siempre he preferido perderme a perder el norte |
Del tropiezo al levantarme pa' ver que |
Soy las cosas que no quiero que te pasen |
Te lo escribo pa' que lo tengas presente |
Que lo pienses y me digas ''¡Niña, cántale!'' |
Mis colegas orgullosos de que este en el ten |
Lo que no saben es que han puesto de su parte pa' que esto pase |
Antes que me arrepienta |
Never been exposed pero esto va pa' lante |
Cuando tenga no le va a faltar a nadie |
Como gitanas con el Yeli bendigo a mi padre |
Y esto no es arte, es esencia de personas nobles |
Si tú das por mi yo te devuelvo el doble |
Sé lo que es salir de casa solo con las llaves |
Esperando a que salga el plan y me llamen |
De vuelta a las andadas, soñando París (Mon cheri) |
Cualquier momento es tiempo de crisis |
Take it easy, mi niño, we got it |
Nos queda poco pa' cenar en esos restaurantes |
''A nigga never been as broke as me'' |
Pero me busco y no me encuentro, es que eso es así |
No tengo miedo a ser free como Erich |
Pero ven temprano cielo, porque esto es pa' ti |
Entre el tiempo que pasa |
Deudas que no saldan |
Camino pa' casa |
Pasa la vita ma', ¿qué es lo que cambia? |
Entre el tiempo que pasa |
Deudas que no saldan |
Camino pa' casa |
¿qué es lo que cambia? |
¿eh? |
¿qué es lo que cambia? |
Del molaba más el rap de antes |
Del dormir es de cobardes |
Descifrando a Tupac cada puta tarde |
De cuando un tema flipaba y decías crème de la crème |
Tú desde abajo mirándome |
Yo era Lole y él mi Manuel |
Con esa mirá' que se me clava |
En los ojos como una espada |
A veces no sé si me ralla tanto |
O es que tengo demasiado tiempo pa' pensarlo |
Fatal attraction |
Si me privo tanto es porque digo que no lo merezco |
Volviendo a mi cueva |
Nada nuevo pero estoy tranquila |
Conversando conmigo misma |
No adaptes de nuevo tu cáscara, niña |
Me tienes leyendo los horóscopos |
Mirando al cielo a ver si pasa algo |
Pensar es gratis, hablar sale caro |
Ahora los niños me piden colabo y no el número |
«A nigga never been as broke as me» |
No job, no money, no honey |
Ay qué pena no ir a la Feria de Abril |
Porque me habría vesti’o de flamenca sólo pa' ti |
Entre el tiempo que pasa |
Deudas que no saldan |
Camino pa' casa |
¿qué es lo que cambia? |
¿eh? |
¿qué es lo que cambia? |
Entre el tiempo que pasa |
Deudas que no saldan |
Camino pa' casa |
¿qué es lo que cambia? |
¿eh? |
¿qué es lo que cambia? |
(translation) |
With the window open and that ''Shoot him, it's late'' |
I have always preferred to lose myself than to lose the north |
From the stumble when getting up to see what |
I am the things I don't want to happen to you |
I write it to you so that you keep it in mind |
That you think about it and tell me "Girl, sing to him!" |
My colleagues proud that I am in the ten |
What they do not know is that they have done their part to make this happen |
Before I regret |
Never been exposed but this goes pa' lante |
When you have it, no one will be missing |
As gypsies with the Yeli I bless my father |
And this is not art, it is the essence of noble people |
If you give for me I will give you back double |
I know what it is to leave the house with only the keys |
Waiting for the plan to come out and call me |
Back to the old days, dreaming of Paris (Mon cheri) |
Any moment is crisis time |
Take it easy, my boy, we got it |
We have little left to dine in those restaurants |
''A nigga never been as broken as me'' |
But I look for myself and I can't find myself, that's how it is |
I'm not afraid to be free like Erich |
But come early honey, because this is for you |
Between the time that passes |
Debts that do not pay |
I walk home |
Pasa la vita ma', what is it that changes? |
Between the time that passes |
Debts that do not pay |
I walk home |
What changes? |
Hey? |
What changes? |
The rap from before was cool |
Sleeping is for cowards |
Cracking Tupac every fucking afternoon |
From when a song freaked out and you said crème de la crème |
You from below looking at me |
I was Lole and he was my Manuel |
With that look that is nailed to me |
In the eyes like a sword |
Sometimes I don't know if it scratches me so much |
Or is it that I have too much time to think about it |
Fatal attraction |
If I deprive myself so much it's because I say I don't deserve it |
going back to my cave |
Nothing new but I'm calm |
talking to myself |
Don't fit your shell back, girl |
You got me reading the horoscopes |
Looking at the sky to see if something happens |
Thinking is free, talking is expensive |
Now the children ask me for collaboration and not the number |
"A nigga never been as broken as me" |
No job, no money, no honey |
Oh what a pity not to go to the April Fair |
Because I would have dressed as a flamenco just for you |
Between the time that passes |
Debts that do not pay |
I walk home |
What changes? |
Hey? |
What changes? |
Between the time that passes |
Debts that do not pay |
I walk home |
What changes? |
Hey? |
What changes? |