Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Barcos , by - Real de CatorceRelease date: 31.12.1988
Song language: Spanish
Barcos(original) |
| Barcos sin epitafio pueblan la carretera |
| Llenos de vagabundos de alma desafinada |
| Clavan un ancla aquí un ancla allá |
| Buscan una mujer un bar un tiempo para… |
| Rostros al viento urbano barcos en la marea |
| Niños en el desierto juegan ¡qué dulce error! |
| Clavan un ancla aquí un ancla allá |
| Buscan una mujer un bar un tiempo para… |
| Ciudad irreal: velos llegar, entre la niebla infernal |
| Ciudad irreal: velos llegar, como la espuma del mar |
| La calle es fea, dura como el hielo |
| Quien vive en ella, odia las palomas |
| La calle es yugo, fuego sobre fuego |
| Los niños crecen, como flores de humo |
| Barcos sin epitafio pueblan la carretera |
| ¿Somos los vagabundos jueces o centinelas? |
| Clavan un ancla aquí un ancla allá |
| Buscan una mujer un bar un tiempo para… |
| (translation) |
| Ships without an epitaph populate the highway |
| Full of vagabonds with out of tune souls |
| They drive an anchor here an anchor there |
| They are looking for a woman, a bar, a time to… |
| Faces to the urban wind boats on the tide |
| Children in the desert play what a sweet mistake! |
| They drive an anchor here an anchor there |
| They are looking for a woman, a bar, a time to… |
| Unreal city: see them arrive, among the infernal fog |
| Unreal city: watch them arrive, like the foam of the sea |
| The street is ugly, hard as ice |
| Who lives in it, hates pigeons |
| The street is a yoke, fire on fire |
| Children grow, like smoke flowers |
| Ships without an epitaph populate the highway |
| Are we the vagabonds judges or sentinels? |
| They drive an anchor here an anchor there |
| They are looking for a woman, a bar, a time to… |