Lyrics of La mala reputación - Sole Gimenez

La mala reputación (original)

En mi pueblo sin pretensión
Tengo mala reputación
Haga lo que haga es igual
Todo lo consideran mal
Yo no pienso pues hacer ningún daño
Queriendo vivir fuera del rebaño
No, a la gente no gusta que
Uno tenga su propia fe
No, a la gente no gusta que
Uno tenga su propia fe
Todos, todos me miran mal
Salvo los ciegos, es natural
Cuando en la fiesta nacional
Yo me quedo en la cama igual
Que la música militar
Nunca me supo levantar
En el mundo pues no hay mayor pecado
Que el de no seguir al abanderado
No, a la gente no gusta que
Uno tenga su propia fe
No, a la gente no gusta que
Uno tenga su propia fe
Todos me apuntan con el dedo
Salvo los mancos, quiero y no puedo
Si en la calle corre un ladrón
Y a la zaga va un ricachón
Zancadilla pongo al señor
Y aplastado el perseguidor
Eso si que es y será una lata
Siempre tengo yo que meter la pata
No, a la gente no gusta que
Uno tenga su propia fe
No, a la gente no gusta que
Uno tenga su propia fe
Tras de mí todos a correr
Salvo los cojos.
es de creer
Ya sé con mucha pretensión
Cómo acabará la función
No les falta más que el garrote
Pa' matarme como a un coyote
A pesar de que no arme ningún lío
Porque no va a Roma el camino mío
No, a la gente no gusta que
Uno tenga su propia fe
No, a la gente no gusta que
Uno tenga su propia fe
No
Who who who no, no, no
No, a la gente no gusta que
Uno tenga su propia fe
Y todos, todos a ladrar
Salvo los mudos, es para pensar
Tut tu ru ru rua

(translation)

In my town without pretense
I have a bad reputation
Whatever you do is the same
they consider everything bad
So I don't think to do any harm
Wanting to live outside the herd
No, people don't like that
One have their own faith
No, people don't like that
One have their own faith
Everyone, everyone looks at me badly
Except the blind, it's natural
When on the national holiday
I stay in bed anyway
that military music
I never knew how to get up
In the world there is no greater sin
Than the one to not follow the flag bearer
No, people don't like that
One have their own faith
No, people don't like that
One have their own faith
They all point their fingers at me
Except for the one-armed, I want and I can't
If a thief runs in the street
And behind is a rich guy
tripping I put the lord
And crushed the pursuer
That really is and will be a drag
I always have to screw up
No, people don't like that
One have their own faith
No, people don't like that
One have their own faith
After me everyone to run
Except the lame.
is to believe
I already know with a lot of pretense
How will the show end?
They do not lack more than the club
To kill me like a coyote
Even though I don't make any trouble
Because my path does not go to Rome
No, people don't like that
One have their own faith
No, people don't like that
One have their own faith
Do not
Who who who no, no, no
No, people don't like that
One have their own faith
And everyone, everyone to bark
Except for the mute, it is to think
Tut tu ru ru rua