Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Matar al Cartero, artist - Pereza. Date of issue: 05.12.2019
Song language: Spanish
Matar al Cartero(original) |
| Llevo mucho tiempo fuera de mi |
| Perdido y como si no tuviera alma |
| Haciendo el perro por los bares |
| Perdiendo el hilo |
| Pidiendo a gritos un poco de calma |
| Nada me sale, o me sale mal |
| Todo lo que hago no sirve para nada |
| Pongo empeño y quiero hacerlo bien |
| Pero al final todo se caga |
| Y nada es suficiente y no se por que |
| Me falta algo y no se qué |
| Tengo de todo dentro de un orden |
| Pero en el fondo nada que importe |
| Nena, nena, nena, nena |
| No es por ti |
| Es lo de siempre |
| No es nada nuevo |
| Cada vez mas solo y mas pellejo |
| Dos dias tristes, dos dias pedo |
| No llegan cartas desde hace tiempo |
| Creo que voy a matar al cartero |
| Y a tu lado perdí mi tiempo |
| Lo volveria a perder de nuevo |
| Para mi lo facil es odiarte |
| Pero debo de estar haciendome viejo |
| Y nena, nena, nena, nena |
| No es por ti |
| Lo que tuvimos |
| Ya ni me acuerdo |
| Y cada vez mas solo y mas pellejo |
| Dos dias tristes, dos dias pedo |
| No llegan cartas desde hace tiempo |
| Creo que voy a matar al cartero |
| Y yo bebiendo, fumando |
| Me voy elevando |
| Perdiendome un rato |
| Buscando algo |
| Perdonandome el no volar |
| Porque bailando y soñando |
| Vamos tirando |
| Y nena, nena, nena, nena |
| No es por ti |
| Es lo de siempre |
| Vamos tirando |
| Y cada vez mas solo y mas pellejo |
| Mejor reirse, es lo mas serio |
| No llegan cartas desde hace tiempo |
| Creo que voy a acabar… |
| Cada vez más solo y más pellejo |
| Dos dias tristes, dos dias pedo |
| No llegan cartas desde hace tiempo |
| Creo que voy a matar al cartero |
| (translation) |
| I've been out of my mind for a long time |
| Lost and like I don't have a soul |
| Doing the dog around the bars |
| losing the thread |
| Crying out for a little calm |
| Nothing comes out for me, or goes wrong |
| Everything I do is useless |
| I put effort and I want to do it well |
| But in the end everything falls apart |
| And nothing is enough and I don't know why |
| I'm missing something and I don't know what |
| I have everything within an order |
| But deep down nothing that matters |
| Baby, baby, baby, baby |
| Is not for you |
| It's business as usual |
| It's nothing new |
| More and more alone and more skin |
| Two sad days, two fart days |
| Letters have not arrived for a long time |
| I think I'm going to kill the postman |
| And by your side I wasted my time |
| I would lose it again |
| For me the easy thing is to hate you |
| But I must be getting old |
| And baby, baby, baby, baby |
| Is not for you |
| what we had |
| I don't even remember |
| And more and more alone and more skin |
| Two sad days, two fart days |
| Letters have not arrived for a long time |
| I think I'm going to kill the postman |
| And me drinking, smoking |
| I'm getting higher |
| losing myself for a while |
| Looking for something |
| Forgiving me not to fly |
| Because dancing and dreaming |
| Let's go pulling |
| And baby, baby, baby, baby |
| Is not for you |
| It's business as usual |
| Let's go pulling |
| And more and more alone and more skin |
| Better to laugh, it is the most serious |
| Letters have not arrived for a long time |
| I think I'm going to finish... |
| More and more alone and more skin |
| Two sad days, two fart days |
| Letters have not arrived for a long time |
| I think I'm going to kill the postman |