Translation of the song lyrics Con Tanto Héroe - Melendi

Con Tanto Héroe (original)

Él siempre creyó
Que un disco duro era un disco de Metallica
Que las varillas del paraguas eran mágicas
Y los gemidos de las putas de verdad
Nunca se resignó
A que los Reyes Magos fueran concejales
Dibujaba siempre su nombre en los cristales
Que daban al patio de luces de Nunca Jamás
No quiso crecer
Y el Pan de Peter se endurece día a día
Su callejón se olvida un caso a la salida
Y baila con lobos tangos tristes de Gardel
Y al amanecer
Su primavera fué violada en una esquina
Con tanto héroe de corbata y gabardina
El gato al agua se llevó
Como siempre la heroína
Y el siempre creyó
Que con cerrar los ojos nadie lo veía
Quiso dar la vuelta al mundo en ochenta días
Y no salió de un parque de Moratalá
Le gustaba pensar
Que contruiría mil castillos en el aire
Por si el infierno ya no fuera edificable
Cuando un mal pico lo juntara con Satán
No quiso crecer
Y el Pan de Peter se endurece día a día
Su callejón se olvida un caso a la salida
Y baila con lobos tangos tristes de Gardel
Y al amanecer
Su primavera fué violada en una esquina
Con tanto héroe de corbata y gabardina
El gato al agua se llevó
Como siempre la heroína

(translation)

he always believed
That a hard drive was a Metallica drive
That the umbrella ribs were magical
And the moans of real whores
he never gave up
For the Three Wise Men to be councilors
He always drew his name on the crystals
That overlooked the courtyard of lights of Neverland
He didn't want to grow up
And Peter's Bread hardens day by day
His alley he misses a case on the way out
And he dances with wolves sad tangos of Gardel
and at dawn
Her spring of him was raped in a corner
With so much hero of tie and trench coat
The cat overboard took
as always the heroine
And he always believed
That with closing your eyes no one could see it
He wanted to go around the world in eighty days
And he did not leave a park in Moratalá
he liked to think
That he would build a thousand castles in the air
In case hell was no longer buildable
When a bad pick put him together with Satan
He didn't want to grow up
And Peter's Bread hardens day by day
His alley he misses a case on the way out
And he dances with wolves sad tangos of Gardel
and at dawn
Her spring of him was raped in a corner
With so much hero of tie and trench coat
The cat overboard took
as always the heroine