Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song SOS (Feat. Brett Dennen), artist - Macaco. Album song El Vecindario, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 22.11.2010
Record label: Parlophone Spain
Song language: Spanish
SOS (Feat. Brett Dennen)(original) |
| Flotando en el aire |
| Rumbo paquí |
| Rumbo pa ya |
| Se hunde la tierra |
| De su wawanco |
| Se hunden cachitos entre tu y yo |
| Se hunde la guasa |
| Se hunde la comparsa |
| Se hunde el sonido del tambor |
| Se hunde |
| Mares, Mares, Mares, Mares |
| Tierra de Mares |
| Se ahoga el mundo |
| En su propio mar (x2) |
| Dicen que no lo sabían |
| Que la barca se quebró |
| Pero el que tapa solo retrasa |
| Lo que un mal paso nos dio |
| Un mundo de poco oído |
| Que nadie escucha naufragio |
| Pa todo el mundo (x2) |
| Mares, Mares, Mares, Mares |
| Tierra de Mares |
| Se ahoga el mundo |
| En su propio mar (x2) |
| Palabras de huesos por la médula |
| Atravieso camino |
| Pasos muy lentos pisando |
| Pasos con pasos |
| Así somos |
| Donde vamos |
| Sin tierra nos quedamos |
| Vete tu a saber |
| Vete tu a saber |
| Ciegos de malas lunas |
| Ladrando perros en sus cunas |
| Tenían mal aguero |
| Nunca fue fácil sus vuelos |
| Y si la tormenta |
| Caminan pal de frente |
| Y las patadas que nos vengan por delante |
| Mares, Mares, Mares, Mares |
| Tierra de Mares |
| Se ahoga el mundo |
| En su propio mar (x6) |
| (translation) |
| Floating in the air |
| heading here |
| heading for ya |
| the earth sinks |
| From his wawanco |
| Little pieces sink between you and me |
| the guasa sinks |
| The comparsa sinks |
| The sound of the drum sinks |
| It sinks |
| Seas, seas, seas, seas |
| land of seas |
| the world is drowning |
| In their own sea (x2) |
| They say they didn't know |
| that the boat broke |
| But the one who covers only delays |
| What a wrong step gave us |
| A world of little hearing |
| That no one listens shipwreck |
| For everyone (x2) |
| Seas, seas, seas, seas |
| land of seas |
| the world is drowning |
| In their own sea (x2) |
| Words of bones through the marrow |
| I cross the road |
| Very slow steps treading |
| steps with steps |
| that's how we are |
| Where are we going |
| Without land we are left |
| Go to know |
| Go to know |
| Blind from bad moons |
| Barking dogs in their cribs |
| they had a bad omen |
| His flights were never easy |
| And if the storm |
| They walk straight ahead |
| And the kicks that come before us |
| Seas, seas, seas, seas |
| land of seas |
| the world is drowning |
| In his own sea (x6) |