Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song El Futuro, artist - Luis Eduardo Aute. Date of issue: 13.01.2008
Song language: Spanish
El Futuro(original) |
| Dame crack y sexo anal |
| Alguien para torturar |
| No hay nadie por aquí |
| Me siento solo |
| Quiero el íntegro control |
| Sobre toda la nación |
| Y acuéstate a mi lado |
| ¡es una orden! |
| Coge el único ciprés |
| Antes de cuente tres |
| Y mételo en culo |
| De tu cultura |
| Venga ya, dame el telón |
| ¿dónde está la Inquisición? |
| He visto el futuro |
| Es un crimen |
| Esto va a rodar por todos lados |
| No habrá nada que se tenga alrededor |
| Los vientos del horror cruzan el tiempo |
| Dejando traspuesto el firme corazón |
| ¡Dóblate, di perdón! |
| ¡Y yo qué coño sé! |
| No tienes idea de mí |
| Soy judío de perfil |
| Pero fui yo |
| Quien escribió la Biblia |
| Ejércitos de gran valor |
| Vi caer sin remisión |
| Pero si hay amor |
| Habrá vida |
| Tu siervo aquí alza la voz: |
| «Deja el revólver, deja la hoz |
| Esto es el fin |
| Se ha acabado» |
| Y cuando el cielo se paró |
| El mismo diablo se calmó |
| He visto el futuro |
| Es un crimen |
| Desde Kabul a Londres |
| Tánger, Nueva York |
| Ya sólo queda ver lo peor |
| Habrá espectros |
| Habrá fuego y dolor |
| Pero aquí no acaba el baile |
| Verás colgando a tu mujer e hijos |
| Maldecirás a aquel que lo hizo |
| Mientras los pobres poetuchos cantarán |
| Imitando a Charles Manson |
| Y no acaba el baile |
| Venga ya, dame el telón |
| ¿dónde está la Inquisición? |
| Dame a Cristo |
| O dame Hiroshima |
| Destruye otro feto ya |
| No quiero niños a mi edad |
| He visto el futuro |
| Es un crimen |
| (translation) |
| Give me crack and anal sex |
| someone to torture |
| there's no one around here |
| I feel alone |
| I want full control |
| over the whole nation |
| And lie next to me |
| that's an order! |
| Take the only cypress |
| Before I count to three |
| And stick it in ass |
| of your culture |
| Come on, give me the curtain |
| where is the inquisition? |
| I have seen the future |
| It's a crime |
| This is going to roll everywhere |
| There will be nothing to be had around |
| The winds of horror cross time |
| Leaving transfixed the firm heart |
| Bend over, say sorry! |
| And what the hell do I know! |
| you have no idea about me |
| I'm Jewish in profile |
| but it was me |
| who wrote the bible |
| armies of great value |
| I saw fall without remission |
| But if there is love |
| there will be life |
| Your servant here raises his voice: |
| "Put down the revolver, put down the sickle |
| This is the end |
| It's over" |
| And when the sky stopped |
| The devil himself calmed down |
| I have seen the future |
| It's a crime |
| From Kabul to London |
| Tangier, New York |
| It only remains to see the worst |
| there will be ghosts |
| There will be fire and pain |
| But here the dance does not end |
| You will see your wife and children hanging |
| You will curse the one who did it |
| While the poor little poets will sing |
| Imitating Charles Manson |
| And the dance doesn't end |
| Come on, give me the curtain |
| where is the inquisition? |
| give me christ |
| Oh give me Hiroshima |
| Destroy another fetus already |
| I don't want children at my age |
| I have seen the future |
| It's a crime |