
Date of issue: 07.12.2017
Song language: Spanish
Mariposas(original) |
Llueven mariposas |
En el metro |
Que ya no venden barricadas oxidadas |
Que ya no tienen filtro para las llamadas |
Luna llena |
Disimulo |
La arena ya no quema nunca en Acapulco |
Las nubes ya se mezclan con el humo |
Que ya no lloro por banderas más |
Que no me canso de quererte soledad |
Que no me digan que juego con el tiempo |
Para volver atrás |
Que ya no lloro por banderas más |
Que no me canso de quererte soledad |
Que no me digan que juego con el tiempo |
Para volver atrás |
Llueven mariposas |
En el metro |
Que ya no venden barricadas oxidadas |
Que ya no tienen filtro para las llamadas |
Luna llena |
Disimulo |
La arena ya no quema nunca en Acapulco |
Las nubes ya se mezclan con el humo |
Que ya no lloro por banderas más |
Que no me canso de quererte soledad |
Que no me digan que juego con el tiempo |
Para volver atrás |
Que ya no lloro por banderas más |
Que no me canso de quererte soledad |
Que no me digan que juego con el tiempo |
Para volver atrás |
Son mariposas, sólo se posan |
Han decidido que no quieren volar |
Son mariposas, verdes y rosas |
Son como balas que hacen daño, explotan |
Son mariposas, son mariposas |
Son mariposas, sólo se posan |
Han decidido que no quieren volar |
Son mariposas, verdes y rosas |
Son como balas que hacen daño, explotan |
Son mariposas, son mariposas |
(translation) |
it's raining butterflies |
In the subway |
That they no longer sell rusty barricades |
That they no longer have a filter for calls |
full moon |
disguise |
The sand never burns anymore in Acapulco |
The clouds are already mixed with the smoke |
That I no longer cry for flags anymore |
That I don't get tired of loving you alone |
Don't tell me that I play with time |
to go back |
That I no longer cry for flags anymore |
That I don't get tired of loving you alone |
Don't tell me that I play with time |
to go back |
it's raining butterflies |
In the subway |
That they no longer sell rusty barricades |
That they no longer have a filter for calls |
full moon |
disguise |
The sand never burns anymore in Acapulco |
The clouds are already mixed with the smoke |
That I no longer cry for flags anymore |
That I don't get tired of loving you alone |
Don't tell me that I play with time |
to go back |
That I no longer cry for flags anymore |
That I don't get tired of loving you alone |
Don't tell me that I play with time |
to go back |
They are butterflies, they only perch |
They've decided they don't want to fly |
They are butterflies, green and pink |
They are like bullets that hurt, explode |
They are butterflies, they are butterflies |
They are butterflies, they only perch |
They've decided they don't want to fly |
They are butterflies, green and pink |
They are like bullets that hurt, explode |
They are butterflies, they are butterflies |
Name | Year |
---|---|
Roto y Elegante | 2022 |
Nunca debí enamorarme ft. Taburete | 2019 |
El primer paso (con Taburete) ft. Taburete | 2020 |