Lyrics of El Muerto Vivo - Los Manolos, Tonino Carotone

El Muerto Vivo - Los Manolos, Tonino Carotone
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Date of issue: 30.03.2017
Song language: Spanish

El Muerto Vivo

(original)
Naino naino naino nona.
Naino naino naino nona.
Naino naino naino nona.
Chévere cu chévere, chévere.
A mi papa «el chocolate»
le pagaron su salario.
Y sin pensarlo dos veces
salió para malgastarlo.
Una semana de juerga
y perdió el conocimiento.
Como no volvió a su casa
todos le daban por muerto.
Y no estaba muerto, no, no.
Y no estaba muerto, no, no.
Y no estaba muerto, no, no.
Estaba tomando cañas, leré leréle.
Y no estaba muerto, no, no.
Y no estaba muerto, no, no.
Y no estaba muerto, no, no.
Chévere cu chévere, chévere.
Pero al cabo de unos días
de haber desaparecido,
encontraron unos muertos,
un muerto muy parecido.
Le montaron un velorio
y le rezaron la novena.
Le perdonaron sus deudas
y lo enterraron con pena.
Y no estaba muerto, no, no.
Y no estaba muerto, no, no.
Y no estaba muerto, no, no.
Estaba tomando cañas, leré leréle.
Y no estaba muerto, no, no.
Y no estaba muerto, no, no.
Y no estaba muerto, no, no.
Chévere cu chévere, chévere
Pero un día se apareció
lleno de vida y contento,
diciéndole a todo el mundo (QUE!!!)
se equivocaron de muerto.
El lío que se formó
eso sí que es puro cuento.
Su mujer ya no lo quiere,
no quiere dormir con muertos.
No estaba muerto, estaba de parranda.
No estaba muerto, estaba de parranda.
A mi papa «el chocolate»
le pagaron su salario.
No estaba muerto, estaba de parranda.
No estaba muerto, estaba de parranda
Que su mujer ya no lo quiere,
ay no quiere dormir con muertos.
Y no estaba muerto, no, no.
Y no estaba muerto, no, no.
Y no estaba muerto, no, no.
Estaba tomando cañas, leré leréle.
Y no estaba muerto, no, no.
Y no estaba muerto, no, no.
Y no estaba muerto, no, no.
Chévere cu chévere, chévere
No estaba muerto, estaba de parranda.
No estaba muerto, estaba de parranda.
A mi papa «el chocolate»
le pagaron su salario.
No estaba muerto, estaba de parranda.
Que su mujer ya no lo quiere,
ay no quiere dormir con muertos.
Y no estaba muerto, no, no.
Y no estaba muerto, no, no.
Y no estaba muerto, no, no.
Chévere cu chévere, chévere.
(translation)
Naino naino naino nona.
Naino naino naino nona.
Naino naino naino nona.
Cool cu ​​cool, cool.
To my dad “chocolate”
they paid her salary from him.
And without thinking twice
he went out to waste it.
a week of partying
and he lost consciousness.
Since he didn't come home
everyone thought he was dead.
And he wasn't dead, no, no.
And he wasn't dead, no, no.
And he wasn't dead, no, no.
He was drinking canes, leré leréle.
And he wasn't dead, no, no.
And he wasn't dead, no, no.
And he wasn't dead, no, no.
Cool cu ​​cool, cool.
But after a few days
of having disappeared,
found some dead
a very similar death.
They set up a wake for him
and they prayed the novena to him.
He was forgiven his debts
and they buried him with sorrow.
And he wasn't dead, no, no.
And he wasn't dead, no, no.
And he wasn't dead, no, no.
He was drinking canes, leré leréle.
And he wasn't dead, no, no.
And he wasn't dead, no, no.
And he wasn't dead, no, no.
Cool cu ​​cool, cool
But one day he appeared
full of life and happy,
telling everyone (WHAT!!!)
they were dead wrong.
The mess that was made
that is pure story.
His wife doesn't love him anymore,
she doesn't want to sleep with the dead.
He wasn't dead, he was out on the town.
He wasn't dead, he was partying.
To my dad “chocolate”
they paid her salary from him.
He wasn't dead, he was partying.
He wasn't dead, he was partying
That his wife no longer loves him,
Oh, she doesn't want to sleep with the dead.
And he wasn't dead, no, no.
And he wasn't dead, no, no.
And he wasn't dead, no, no.
He was drinking canes, leré leréle.
And he wasn't dead, no, no.
And he wasn't dead, no, no.
And he wasn't dead, no, no.
Cool cu ​​cool, cool
He wasn't dead, he was partying.
He wasn't dead, he was partying.
To my dad “chocolate”
they paid her salary from him.
He wasn't dead, he was partying.
That his wife no longer loves him,
Oh, he doesn't want to sleep with the dead.
And he wasn't dead, no, no.
And he wasn't dead, no, no.
And he wasn't dead, no, no.
Cool cu ​​cool, cool.
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