Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song La mala reputación , by - Sole Gimenez. Song from the album El cielo de Paris, in the genre ПопRelease date: 09.10.2012
Record label: Warner Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
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 |