Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mis Madrugaditas, artist - Tan Bionica. Album song Canciones del Huracan + Wonderful Noches, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 31.01.2019
Record label: Pirca
Song language: Spanish
Mis Madrugaditas(original) |
Jueves a la noche de la porquería |
Y mi costado de policía |
El que gobierna últimamente |
Está dormido, no se despierta |
Está esperando el juicio a la otra parte del alma |
Que injustamente seguro pierdo, y después lloro |
Por perder el control, lo pierdo todo |
Y vuelvo al infierno para ir a buscarte |
Y vuelvo al pasado para complicarte |
Santo gobierno de la pereza |
Está Dionisio que no me deja |
Arrodillarme a los excesos de esos fantasmas que no están presos |
Porque están sueltos, en mi cabeza |
Van destapando otra cerveza |
Van derrochando esa tristeza |
Y empapándome de mis carencias |
La bala perdida que nunca encontraste |
Está en tu cabeza, sacándote sangre |
Para tus ojos, quiero cantarte |
Salir esta noche para emborracharme |
Rendirme al futuro que vaticinaste |
Mis madrugaditas fuertes son, como para contarte |
Vos dirás, ya sabes, toda mi miseria ya la conoces |
Destapando, despacito, mi madrugadita sin calma |
Más buscas, más lloras, hay una cabeza que no tiene paz |
Destapando, despacito mi nochecita del huracán |
Dejáselo al tiempo, lo que necesita |
Baila como siempre, volvete loquita |
Que el tiempo transforma el ocio en el tedio |
Yo extraño esas noches, corazón, no tengo remedio |
Vos dirás, ya sabes, toda mi miseria ya la conoces |
Destapando, despacito, mi nochecita del huracán |
Y no entendés y no escuchas y tanto tropi que te tumbas |
Destapando, despacito mi madrugadita sin calma |
Vos dirás, ya sabes, toda mi miseria ya la conoces |
Destapando, despacito, mi madrugadita sin calma |
Y no entendés y no escuchas, hay unos ojitos que van a llorar |
Destapando, despacito mi nochecita del huracán |
Vos dirás, ya sabes, toda mi miseria la conoces |
Destapando, despacito, mi nochecita del huracán |
Y no entendés y no escuchas y tanto tropi que te tumbas |
Destapando, despacito mi madrugadita sin calma |
Nochecitas cotidianas, me hago el muerto, como el huracán |
No me extrañes, ni me llores, salvame de mis terrores |
(translation) |
Thursday night of the crap |
And my police side |
The one who rules lately |
He is asleep, he doesn't wake up |
It is waiting for the judgment to the other part of the soul |
That unfairly sure I lose, and then I cry |
For losing control, I lose everything |
And I go back to hell to go look for you |
And I go back to the past to complicate you |
Holy government of sloth |
There is Dionisio who won't let me |
Kneel to the excesses of those ghosts that are not imprisoned |
'Cause they're loose, in my head |
They are uncovering another beer |
They are wasting that sadness |
And soaking up my shortcomings |
The lost bullet that you never found |
It's in your head, drawing blood |
For your eyes, I want to sing to you |
Go out tonight to get drunk |
Surrender to the future you predicted |
My early mornings are strong, like to tell you |
You will say, you know, all my misery you already know |
Uncovering, slowly, my little morning without calm |
The more you search, the more you cry, there is a head that has no peace |
Uncovering, slowly my little night of the hurricane |
Leave it to the time, what you need |
Dance like always, go crazy |
That time transforms leisure into tedium |
I miss those nights, sweetheart, I have no remedy |
You will say, you know, all my misery you already know |
Uncovering, slowly, my little night of the hurricane |
And you don't understand and you don't listen and so much trouble that you lie down |
Uncovering, slowly my early morning without calm |
You will say, you know, all my misery you already know |
Uncovering, slowly, my little morning without calm |
And you don't understand and you don't listen, there are some little eyes that are going to cry |
Uncovering, slowly my little night of the hurricane |
You will say, you know, all my misery you know |
Uncovering, slowly, my little night of the hurricane |
And you don't understand and you don't listen and so much trouble that you lie down |
Uncovering, slowly my early morning without calm |
Everyday little nights, I play dead, like the hurricane |
Don't miss me, don't cry for me, save me from my terrors |