Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song La Comunidad, artist - Tan Bionica. Album song Obsesionario, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 31.01.2019
Record label: Pirca
Song language: Spanish
La Comunidad(original) |
Esta es la comunidad, y es el grito del a ciudad. |
Chicos, chicas, vienen y van. |
Esta es la comunidad. |
Si estamos de una, un eje para arrancar. |
Es importante que puedas aceptar |
que estás planteando una problemática existencial, |
que algunas noches me cuesta asimilar. |
Prefiero que hoy evitaras cuestionar, |
no más estúpidos juicios de moral. |
Vení a engañarte con mi lógica falaz, |
es divertido y parece racional. |
Es una noche psicótica ligera, |
tus amiguitas perdidas fantasmean, |
y hay una en club que mira y tirotea. |
Son las primeras impresiones verdaderas. |
Es una noche psicótica ligera, |
y hay caminitos que persiguen a cualquiera. |
Mirá a esas chicas alcohólicas y reas, |
son las primeras impresiones verdaderas. |
El eterno retorno al centro de mi verdad, |
es nada más que otra forma de ocultar. |
Ya soy esclavo de esta personalidad, |
que es otra forma de clandestinidad. |
La noche me llama para ver la muerte del sol, |
es el idioma del deseo, corazón. |
Soy vulnerable a esta eterna tentación, |
soy todo lo que describe esta canción. |
Esta es la comunidad, y es el grito del a ciudad. |
Es una noche psicótica ligera, |
y hay caminitos que persiguen a cualquiera. |
Mirá a esas chicas alcohólicas y reas, |
son las primeras impresiones verdaderas. |
Tengo una noche psicótica ligera, |
tus amiguitas perdidas fantasmean, |
y hay una en club que mira y tirotea. |
Son las primeras impresiones verdaderas. |
Es una noche psicótica ligera, |
y hay caminitos que persiguen a cualquiera. |
Mirá a esas chicas alcohólicas y reas, |
son las primeras impresiones verdaderas. |
Tengo una noche psicótica ligera, |
y hay caminitos que persiguen a cualquiera. |
Mirá a esas chicas alcohólicas y reas, |
son las primeras impresiones verdaderas. |
(translation) |
This is the community, and it is the cry of the city. |
Boys, girls, they come and go. |
This is the community. |
If we are in one, an axis to start. |
It is important that you can accept |
that you are posing an existential problem, |
that some nights I find it hard to assimilate. |
I prefer that today you avoided questioning, |
no more stupid judgments of morality. |
I came to deceive you with my fallacious logic, |
it's funny and it seems rational. |
It's a light psychotic night, |
your little lost friends fantasize, |
and there is one in the club who watches and shoots. |
They are true first impressions. |
It's a light psychotic night, |
and there are paths that chase anyone. |
Look at those alcoholic and criminal girls, |
they are true first impressions. |
The eternal return to the center of my truth, |
it is just another form of concealment. |
I am already a slave to this personality, |
which is another form of secrecy. |
The night calls me to see the death of the sun, |
It is the language of desire, sweetheart. |
I am vulnerable to this eternal temptation, |
I am everything that this song describes. |
This is the community, and it is the cry of the city. |
It's a light psychotic night, |
and there are paths that chase anyone. |
Look at those alcoholic and criminal girls, |
they are true first impressions. |
I have a light psychotic night, |
your little lost friends fantasize, |
and there is one in the club who watches and shoots. |
They are true first impressions. |
It's a light psychotic night, |
and there are paths that chase anyone. |
Look at those alcoholic and criminal girls, |
they are true first impressions. |
I have a light psychotic night, |
and there are paths that chase anyone. |
Look at those alcoholic and criminal girls, |
they are true first impressions. |