Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Al culo de una lombriz , by - Marea. Release date: 22.11.2018
Song language: Spanish
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Al culo de una lombriz , by - Marea. Al culo de una lombriz(original) |
| Las baldosas que hay en nuestro descansillo |
| Saben lo que follamos, |
| Empezamos enroscando algn tornillo |
| Y se nos fue de las manos, |
| Y a patadas con las piezas nadie pudo |
| Deshacer este puzzle cabezn, |
| Como un rabo de cereza |
| Que las va aguantando de dos en dos, |
| Al culo de una lombriz nos metimos a dormir |
| Mientras afuera todo se derrumbaba y all |
| Nos fuimos tachando un abril y otro abril, |
| Al culo de una lombriz nos metimos a dormir, |
| Cuando salimos ya no quedaba nada y aqu |
| Seguimos tachando un abril y otro abril, |
| El huequillo del rellano huele a nicho |
| Y sabe decir te quiero, |
| Y aunque solo quedan bichos |
| An recuerda que se nos vio el plumero |
| Asomar por encima de las antenas |
| Y quemarse con las penas del sol, |
| Y aguantar el duermevela |
| Cuando hiela dentro del corazn, |
| Al culo de una lombriz nos metimos a dormir |
| Mientras afuera todo se derrumbaba y all |
| Nos fuimos tachando un abril y otro abril, |
| Al culo de una lombriz nos metimos a dormir, |
| Cuando salimos ya no quedaba nada y aqu |
| Seguimos tachando un abril y otro abril, |
| Las paredes del portal, mudas y ciegas |
| Donde ya nadie pinta, |
| Ni nosotros, que ya no pintamos nada |
| Ni corremos la tinta, |
| No hay quien clave con la punta de una llave |
| Recordando un nombre para olvidar, |
| Ni se besan como saben |
| Los que saben que no saben besar, |
| Al culo de una lombriz nos metimos a dormir |
| Mientras afuera todo se derrumbaba y all |
| Nos fuimos tachando un abril y otro abril, |
| Al culo de una lombriz nos metimos a dormir, |
| Cuando salimos ya no quedaba nada y aqu |
| Seguimos tachando un abril y otro abril. |
| (translation) |
| The tiles on our landing |
| They know what we fuck |
| We start by screwing in some screw |
| And she got out of hand |
| And to kick with the pieces nobody could |
| Undo this puzzle bobblehead, |
| Like a cherry stem |
| That he is holding them two by two, |
| To the ass of a worm we went to sleep |
| While outside everything was collapsing and there |
| We crossed out one April and another April, |
| To the ass of a worm we went to sleep, |
| When we left there was nothing left and here |
| We continue to cross out an April and another April, |
| The small landing smells like a niche |
| And he knows how to say I love you |
| And although only bugs remain |
| An remembers that we saw the duster |
| Hover above the antennae |
| And burn with the sorrows of the sun, |
| And endure the sleepiness |
| When it freezes inside the heart, |
| To the ass of a worm we went to sleep |
| While outside everything was collapsing and there |
| We crossed out one April and another April, |
| To the ass of a worm we went to sleep, |
| When we left there was nothing left and here |
| We continue to cross out an April and another April, |
| The portal walls, dumb and blind |
| Where no one paints anymore, |
| Neither do we, who no longer paint anything |
| We don't even run the ink, |
| There is no one to key with the tip of a key |
| Remembering a name to forget, |
| They don't even kiss as they know |
| Those who know that they do not know how to kiss, |
| To the ass of a worm we went to sleep |
| While outside everything was collapsing and there |
| We crossed out one April and another April, |
| To the ass of a worm we went to sleep, |
| When we left there was nothing left and here |
| We continue to cross out one April and another April. |
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