Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Estirado al Sol , by - The Pinker Tones. Release date: 20.10.2011
Record label: Outstanding Records UK
Song language: Spanish
Estirado al Sol(original) |
| Familia numerosa de hormigas rojas |
| Me hace cosquillas en la planta del pie |
| Mosquito tigre de origen asiático |
| Familia numerosa de hormigas rojas |
| Me hace cosquillas en la planta del pie |
| Mosquito tigre de origen asiático |
| Perfora mi brazo emborrachándose |
| Aviones que pasean cargados de turistas |
| Dibujan autopistas sobre el cielo azul |
| Por ellas avanzan elefantes alados |
| Delfines, payasos y un avestruz |
| Son las cosas que me pasan estirado al sol |
| No puedo imaginarme una postura mejor |
| Olor a comida, señales de humo |
| Mi vecino el indio no pasa calor |
| Su hija mayor, ahora dice |
| Que se ha vuelto a engordar |
| A mi me gusta igual |
| Oigo pasos a lo lejos, sandalias de playa |
| Tacones de fiesta y botas de cuero |
| Oigo frases a medias, les invento una vida |
| De telenovela, como haces tú |
| Son las cosas que me pasan estirado al sol |
| No puedo imaginarme una postura mejor |
| Pienso en tonterías; |
| Cuantas letras tiene la palabra |
| Archipiélago, once o doce |
| Y en el número de pasos que doy cada día |
| Y en cuantos me ahorraría |
| Caminando solo lo imprescindible |
| Y pienso en personajes imposibles |
| Jóvenes italianos, compran sombreros mexicanos |
| Como souvenir de Barcelona |
| Un vaquero en tanga, pasea en el baño su guitarra |
| Por las avenidas de Nueva York |
| Hiro Nakamura empuña con fuerza su espada |
| En una oficina de Tokyo- oh oh oh oh |
| Son las cosas que me pasan estirado al sol |
| No puedo imaginarme una postura mejor |
| Son las cosas que me pasan estirado al sol |
| No puedo imaginarme una postura mejor |
| Me empieza a doler la cabeza |
| Será el exceso de sol |
| Voy a por una cerveza |
| Basta de juegos por hoy |
| (translation) |
| large family of red ants |
| It tickles the sole of my foot |
| Asian tiger mosquito |
| large family of red ants |
| It tickles the sole of my foot |
| Asian tiger mosquito |
| Pierce my arm getting drunk |
| Planes that walk loaded with tourists |
| They draw highways on the blue sky |
| Through them winged elephants advance |
| Dolphins, clowns and an ostrich |
| They are the things that happen to me stretched out in the sun |
| I can't imagine a better posture |
| Food odor, smoke signals |
| My neighbor the Indian is not hot |
| His eldest daughter now says |
| that she has become fat again |
| I like it the same |
| I hear footsteps in the distance, beach sandals |
| Party heels and leather boots |
| I hear half phrases, I invent a life for them |
| From soap opera, how do you do |
| They are the things that happen to me stretched out in the sun |
| I can't imagine a better posture |
| I think nonsense; |
| How many letters does the word have |
| Archipelago, eleven or twelve |
| And in the number of steps I take each day |
| And how many would I save? |
| Walking only the essential |
| And I think of impossible characters |
| Young Italians, they buy Mexican hats |
| As a souvenir of Barcelona |
| A cowboy in a thong walks his guitar in the bathroom |
| Through the avenues of New York |
| Hiro Nakamura wields his sword tightly |
| In a Tokyo office- oh oh oh oh |
| They are the things that happen to me stretched out in the sun |
| I can't imagine a better posture |
| They are the things that happen to me stretched out in the sun |
| I can't imagine a better posture |
| my head starts to hurt |
| It will be the excess of sun |
| I'm going for a beer |
| Enough of games for today |