Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Frágil, artist - Tan Bionica. Album song Canciones del Huracan + Wonderful Noches, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 31.01.2019
Record label: Pirca
Song language: Spanish
Frágil(original) |
| Mi viaje, no sale |
| Y el tiempo vale, vale |
| Lo dijo el sordo |
| Que me enseñó a cantar |
| El jefe del turno |
| Se distrajo conmigo |
| Primero vencido |
| Segundo despegar |
| Si caminar por el borde |
| Hace tanto mal |
| Si caminando me encuentro |
| No voy a mirar |
| Lo dijo mi amigo |
| Que no estaba perdido |
| Se siente en el aire |
| Que algo está por cambiar |
| Se sabe que sale |
| Que nadie te regale |
| Espero que esperes |
| Que esto no salga mal |
| En Buenos Aires se siente |
| Duele caminar |
| Tengo una pata de palo |
| Casi sin usar |
| Mucho más |
| (Mucho más) |
| Me dijo «material» |
| Le dediqué una estrofa en miles |
| A cambio de un lugar |
| Me dijo «loco máquina de hablar» |
| El malo del tiempo se detuvo conmigo |
| Lo dijo mi amigo en el verso anterior |
| Se sabe que sale, que nadie te regale |
| Espero que esperes que esto no salga mal |
| En Buenos Aires se siente |
| Duele caminar |
| Y los inviernos de Hollywood |
| No están mal |
| Mucho más |
| (Mucho más) |
| Me dijo «material» |
| Le amenacé multiplicadas |
| Después de bailar |
| Se puso porno el morbo y te hizo mal |
| Me vas a suplicar |
| No quiero sufrir más |
| Cuando la vea la voy a matar |
| (translation) |
| My trip, it does not go out |
| And time counts, counts |
| the deaf man said it |
| that he taught me to sing |
| the shift boss |
| he got distracted with me |
| first due |
| second take off |
| If you walk the edge |
| it's so bad |
| If I find myself walking |
| I'm not going to look |
| my friend said it |
| that was not lost |
| It feels in the air |
| that something is about to change |
| It is known that it comes out |
| that nobody gives you |
| I hope you wait |
| Don't let this go wrong |
| In Buenos Aires you feel |
| it hurts to walk |
| I have a wooden leg |
| almost unused |
| Much more |
| (Much more) |
| He told me "stuff" |
| I dedicated a verse in thousands |
| In exchange for a place |
| He told me "crazy talking machine" |
| The bad weather stopped with me |
| My friend said it in the previous verse |
| It is known that it comes out, that nobody gives you |
| I hope you hope this doesn't go wrong |
| In Buenos Aires you feel |
| it hurts to walk |
| And Hollywood winters |
| not bad |
| Much more |
| (Much more) |
| He told me "stuff" |
| I threatened him multiplied |
| after dancing |
| The morbid turned on porn and it hurt you |
| you are going to beg me |
| I do not want to suffer more |
| When I see her I'm going to kill her |