Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Abono De Jardincillo, artist - Los Tucanes De Tijuana. Album song Amante De Lo Bueno, in the genre Музыка мираDate of issue: 01.10.2017
Record label: Tucanes
Song language: Spanish
Abono De Jardincillo(original) |
| Sientes que la virgen te habla |
| Y te crees duea del mundo |
| Es cierto que eres bonita |
| Eso no te lo discuto |
| Pero por dentro das asco |
| Por culebra me da gusto |
| Escucha bien mis palabras |
| Te van como anillo al dedo |
| Bajate ya de las nubes |
| Tu vida esta por el suelo |
| Recuerda que no te cura |
| Ni con agua de romero |
| Lo qu8e me gusta me como |
| Y al dia siguiente lo tiro |
| Mira lo que son las cosas |
| Eso me paso contigo |
| Te convert en lo que eres |
| Abono de jardincillo |
| Sientes que la virgen te habla |
| Y que no pueden tus truenos |
| Vas a morir engaada |
| Basura de mil terrenos |
| De veras que te hace falta |
| Un trasplante de cerebro |
| Escucha bien mis palabras |
| Te van como anillo al dedo |
| Bajate ya de las nubes |
| Tu vidas esta por el suelo |
| Recuerda que no te cura |
| Ni con agua de romero |
| Lo que me gusta me como y al dia siguiente lo tiro |
| Mira lo que son las cosas |
| Eso me paso contigo |
| Te convert en lo que eres |
| Abono de jardincillo. |
| (translation) |
| You feel that the virgin speaks to you |
| And you think you own the world |
| It's true that you're pretty |
| I do not argue with you |
| But inside you suck |
| By snake I like it |
| listen well to my words |
| They fit you like a glove |
| Get off the clouds |
| your life is down |
| Remember that it does not heal you |
| Not even with rosemary water |
| What I like I eat |
| And the next day I throw it away |
| See what things are |
| That happened to me with you |
| I made you what you are |
| garden fertilizer |
| You feel that the virgin speaks to you |
| And that your thunder cannot |
| you will die cheated |
| Trash of a thousand land |
| you really need |
| a brain transplant |
| listen well to my words |
| They fit you like a glove |
| Get off the clouds |
| Your lives are on the ground |
| Remember that it does not heal you |
| Not even with rosemary water |
| What I like I eat and the next day I throw it away |
| See what things are |
| That happened to me with you |
| I made you what you are |
| Little garden fertilizer. |