Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Na en la nevera, artist - Ojos De Brujo.
Date of issue: 14.10.2010
Song language: Spanish
Na en la nevera(original) |
Me levanto a media madrugá |
Y tengo una hambre que no veas |
Tropezando llego a la cocina |
Caña pal’mechero y le doy a la vela |
Y una vela, y otra vela, |
ay! |
to'pa ver que no hay ná en la nevera! |
Que con las tripas rujiendo y que rujen |
Los pies congelaos |
Y una hostia que no veas |
Y empezé a maquinar pa’mañana |
Y ya ves! |
Tener planta a mi vera |
Moneillas! |
calderilla! |
Poco mas me solia caer |
Después de lo menos cinco horitas cantando en la calle pa’na de «parner» |
Hay pa comer, pa comer! |
Que ya ves tu si no es pa comer… |
Y todavía el garrulo de turno viene y me pregunta que si es pa comer? |
Qué no será pa’meterte heroína, speed, cocaína o un porro de hachís? |
Vamos ya! |
vamos ya! |
arrecojo y me voy mosqueá |
Y fue justo a la noche siguiente |
En la Manola tomando café |
Cuando vino el compare Matias y otro coleguilla del moro también |
Nos pasemos una noche mu alegre, marihuana, aceite y hachís |
Y tocando unas bulerias y alguna rumbilla y palma que te di |
Vamos ya! |
Vamos ya! |
Que vaya juerga nos vamos a dar |
Y después a las seis de la mañana |
Camino del querjo y muy mareá |
Con 50 gramitos de hachís que a mi mi compare me dió pa fumá |
Hay pa fumar! |
pa fumar! |
eso es lo que me creía yo |
Cuando abrí la puerta de mi casa estaba to revuelto y la luz apagá |
Entonces se encendió la linterna y de ese momento no recuerdo ná |
Y me desperte… hay de esta pesadilla |
Y estaba agustito y aunque la nevera estuviera vacía… |
Y me desperte… hay de esta pesadilla |
Y apagué la vela y aunque la nevera estuviera vacía… |
Durmiendo la mañana |
Despierto por la noche |
Flipao por la calle bailando en la rambla del subidón |
Durmiendo la mañana |
Despierto por la noche |
Flipao por la calle bailando en la rambla del subidón |
(translation) |
I get up in the middle of the morning |
And I have a hunger that you do not see |
Stumbling I reach the kitchen |
Cane pal'lighter and I give the candle |
And a candle, and another candle, |
Oh! |
to'pa see that there is nothing in the fridge! |
That with the guts roaring and roaring |
frozen feet |
And a host that you do not see |
And I started to plan for tomorrow |
And you see! |
Have a plant next to me |
Coins! |
small change! |
Little else I used to fall |
After at least five hours singing on the street pa'na de "parner" |
There is to eat, to eat! |
What do you see if it's not to eat... |
And the garrulous man on duty still comes and asks me if it's for lunch? |
What will it not be to put heroin, speed, cocaine or a joint of hashish? |
Lets go! |
lets go! |
I pick up and I'm going mosqueá |
And it was just the next night |
In La Manola drinking coffee |
When the compare Matias came and another colleague of the Moor also |
Let's spend a very happy night, marijuana, oil and hashish |
And playing some bulerias and some rumba and clapping that I gave you |
Lets go! |
Lets go! |
What a party we're going to have |
And then at six in the morning |
Camino del querjo and very dizzy |
With 50 grams of hashish that he gave me to smoke |
There is pa to smoke! |
to smoke! |
that's what I thought |
When I opened the door of my house everything was a mess and the light turned off |
Then the flashlight came on and from that moment I don't remember a thing |
And I woke up... there is this nightmare |
And I was comfortable and although the fridge was empty... |
And I woke up... there is this nightmare |
And I blew out the candle and even though the fridge was empty... |
sleeping in the morning |
awake at night |
Flipao down the street dancing on the Rambla del Suidon |
sleeping in the morning |
awake at night |
Flipao down the street dancing on the Rambla del Suidon |