Lyrics of 90 Retro - Santa Salut

90 Retro - Santa Salut
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Date of issue: 26.06.2019
Song language: Spanish

90 Retro

(original)
He hecho cosas malas, mis miradas son balas, me trago tu alma cuando exhalas
Te hundías en el pozo mientras creías que ganabas
Levantaros de los sofás y las camas, nos están robando cuatro viejos con canas
No quiero príncipe, apartad de aquí estas ranas, guarras, contarás que harás,
no te aguanto más
He venido a decir la verdad, hay hambre de aquí a Bagdad, mientras el mundo
muere por vaguedad
Esto no son tonterías de la edad
¿Buscas rima fácil?, pues respondo que te falta dignidad
Falta empatía y caridad, claridad, con este mundo no tengo afinidad
Cambio de rima en menos de lo que hago una sonrisa, yo no soy sumisa
Nadie aquí es artista, si solo busca ser portada de revistas en Buena Vista
La bomba que se cuece en el horno en poco está lista
Pa' triunfar en este mundo te fuerzan a ser rey de la pista
Arrastra esa lastra, toda hecha de la misma pasta, canasta y di basta,
estoy harta
Me parece que si, que sois casta, te lo digo hasta por carta si hace falta
Soplo las velas de tu tarta, ese toyaco alarda pa' mirar por debajo de la falda
Tengo mas historias que Mafalda y nunca me ha hecho falta la puta farla (La
put—, la puta farla)
(La put—, la puta farla)
(La puta farla)
Si quieres ser escuchado escucha, si quieres ganar lucha, tontería hay mucha
Mentes mas vacías que mi hucha, escucha una rumba y una cumbia, el agua es
turbia
El mundo que te rodea es mejor que cualquier rupia
(Yoh, que cualquier rupia)
Crec que hi ha hagut una part me l’he patillat una mica
(translation)
I've done bad things, my looks are bullets, I swallow your soul when you exhale
You were sinking in the well while you thought you won
Get up from the sofas and beds, four old men with gray hair are stealing from us
I do not want prince, get these frogs away from here, sluts, you will tell what you will do,
I can not stand you anymore
I have come to tell the truth, there is famine from here to Baghdad, while the world
dies of vagueness
This is not nonsense of the age
Are you looking for an easy rhyme? Well, I answer that you lack dignity
There is a lack of empathy and charity, clarity, with this world I have no affinity
I change rhymes in less than I do a smile, I'm not submissive
No one here is an artist, if they only seek to be on the cover of magazines in Buena Vista
The bomb that is baked in the oven is ready in a short time
To succeed in this world they force you to be king of the track
Drag that ballast, all made of the same paste, basket and say enough,
I'm fed up
It seems to me that yes, that you are chaste, I even tell you by letter if necessary
I blow out the candles on your cake, that toyaco shows off to look under the skirt
I have more stories than Mafalda and I have never needed the fucking farla (La
put—, the fucking farla)
(The put—, the fucking farla)
(The fucking farla)
If you want to be heard listen, if you want to win a fight, there is a lot of nonsense
Minds emptier than my piggy bank, listen to a rumba and a cumbia, the water is
cloudy
The world around you is better than any rupee
(Yoh, that any rupee)
I grew up that hi ha hagut a part me l'he patillat una mica
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