Lyrics of Arriba Extremoduro - Melendi

Arriba Extremoduro (original)

Letra de ''Arriba Extremoduro''
Ya no quedan canciones
Como las de Extremoduro
Yo no doy ni un puto duro
Or acordes que me mientan
No consigo entenderme
Llevo tiempo intentando dejar de ponerme
Y por mas que lo intento
Mi cabeza mas se pierde
Se me han roto las bombillas de las luces
Que alumbraban mi camino
Las jodieron a pedradas cuatro pijos
Cantandole a lo divino
Que es el amor
Quiero ser evaristo
Y no me paso de listo
Si te digo a la cara
Que mientes mas que pestañeas
No queremos canciones
Que digan que nos sobra el amor
Ya no quedan corcheas
Ni negras ni redondas
Para la gente que habla
De lo que realmente importa
Yo le escupo a la luna
Para que alumbre tu vida
No voy tocando los huevos
Con ningun cantar de cuna
Se me han roto las bombillas de las luces
Que alumbraban mi camino
Las jodieron a pedradas
Cuatro pijos cantandole a lo divino
Que es el amor
Quiero ser evaristo
Y no me paso de listo
Si te digo a la cara
Que mientes mas que pestañeas
No queremos canciones
Ue digan que nos sobra el amor
Y arriba Extremoduro
Levantese la gente
Que no queremos cuentos
Que somos diferentes
Y arriba Extremoduro
Levantese la gente
Que no queremos cuentos
Que somos diferentes
Que es el amor
Quiero ser evaristo
Y no me paso de listo
Si te digo a la cara
Que mientes mas que pestañeas
No queremos canciones
Que digan que nos sobra el amor
Y dejar de lado la vereda
De la puerta de atrás
Por donde te vi marchar
Como una regadera que la hierba
Hace que vuelva a brotar
Y ahora todo es campo
Y aqui muere a todas horas
Verte dentro de mi televisor
Quiero oir una cancion
Que no hable de sandeces
Y que diga que nos sobra el amor
Y que acabe en si menor
Ya no quedan canciones
Como las de Extremoduro

(translation)

"Arriba Extremoduro" lyrics
there are no more songs
Like the ones from Extremoduro
I don't give a damn
Or chords that lie to me
I can't understand myself
I've been trying to stop wearing
And as much as I try
My head is more lost
My light bulbs have broken
that lit my way
They were stoned by four posh boys
Singing to the divine
What is love
I want to be Evaristo
And I'm not too smart
If I tell you to your face
that you lie more than you blink
We don't want songs
Let them say that we have plenty of love
There are no eighth notes left
neither black nor round
for the people who talk
of what really matters
I spit on the moon
to light up your life
I'm not touching the eggs
With no lullaby
My light bulbs have broken
that lit my way
they fucked them with stones
Four posh people singing to the divine
What is love
I want to be Evaristo
And I'm not too smart
If I tell you to your face
that you lie more than you blink
We don't want songs
They say that we have plenty of love
And above Extremoduro
get up people
We don't want stories
that we are different
And above Extremoduro
get up people
We don't want stories
that we are different
What is love
I want to be Evaristo
And I'm not too smart
If I tell you to your face
that you lie more than you blink
We don't want songs
Let them say that we have plenty of love
And leave aside the sidewalk
from the back door
Where did I see you go?
Like a watering can that weeds
Makes it sprout again
And now everything is field
And here he dies at all hours
See you inside my television
I want to hear a song
Don't talk about nonsense
And let him say that we have plenty of love
And that ends in B minor
there are no more songs
Like the ones from Extremoduro