Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Paciencia, artist - Tool Castellanos.
Date of issue: 05.05.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Paciencia(original) |
¡Pasa por arriba, Mierda! |
¡Si me bajo te quiebro el culo, Chófer Hijo de Puta! |
¡Para eso está la pasarela, Cholero! |
¡Anda a bocinarle a tu madre, Hijo de la Gran Puta! |
¡Hecete sho, Maldito! |
¡Bajate del carro, pues, Maricón! |
¡Aaaahhhh! |
Red light, Stop right, There where you are |
Red light, Stop right, There where you are |
Red light, Stop right, There where you are |
Red light, Stop right, There where you are |
¿Qué estoy haciendo aquí, sentado en este carro |
Cuando debería estar echando un buen cague en el baño? |
El semáforo está en verde, pero el carro nunca avanza |
Mi cerebro está que hierve, y la paciencia se me acaba |
El de atrás quiere avanzar, y no deja de bocinar |
Ruido hijo de puta. |
Yo me voy a suicidar |
El poli hace señales, pero ya perdió el control |
Los desniveles del alcalde ya no son la solución |
Hay desvío por aquí, desvío por allá |
Las llantas de los carros no se muven ni pa' atrás |
El acondicionado dejó de funcionar |
Qué calor más cerote, yo me voy a desmayar |
Quiero ser millonario y pilotear mi propio chopper |
Estar por el aire y manejar sin que me choquen |
Pero mi realidad es morirme en esta mierda |
Duele ver al policía que no sirve pa' ni verga |
Enfermo mental, seguí bocinando que esta mierda apenas está comenzando |
Red light, Stop right, There where you are (¡Cholero!) |
Red light, Stop right, There where you are (¡Chófer Hijo de la Gran Puta!) |
Red light, Stop right, There where you are (Policía Maricón!) |
Red light, Stop right, There where you are (Tu madre, Hueco) |
Sigue bocinando el hijueputa de atrás |
Y si me bajo del carro, yo lo voy a pijasear |
Así que abro la ventana pa' poder respirar |
Pero una nube de humo, se cagó en mi paladar |
Contaminada, y súper mal organizada |
Si agarro el reversible, a mí me lleva la chingada |
Y poco a poco me pudro en una vida amargada |
Paso más tiempo aquí. |
que con mi novia embarazada |
No me eches agua, le dije a ese pisado |
Me acaba de dejar el windshield todo enlodado |
Y quiere que le pague, pero yo no tengo varo |
Y cuando yo bajé el vidrio, me escupió toda la cara |
Me pongo a fumar un poquito de marihuana |
Que cómo va la mierda, yo no llego hasta mañana |
Y la gente va de verme, pero yo como si nada |
En el tráfico bien pedo, es más fácil la jugada |
A la verga… |
Red light, Stop right, There where you are (¡Ahí no es parqueo, Serote!) |
Red light, Stop right, There where you are (¡Ponele el cepo a tu madre!) |
Red light, Stop right, There where you are (¡Ahí van unos cacos!) |
Red light, Stop right, There where you are (¡Shooooo!) |
Ya no puedo ver lo que sucede a mi alrededor |
Un motorista me pasó botando el retrovisor |
Después andan llorando que los tiran a la mierda |
Pero estando por las calles son los que menos respetan |
Escucho una ambulancia, ¿y cómo putas va a pasar? |
Si ningún hijo de puta se mueve de su lugar |
La sirena suena y suena, ¿y qué pisados hago yo? |
La sirena se apagó porque el paciente se murió |
Baje el vidrio del carro pa' poder pedir vía |
Y un ladrón hijo de puta me robó lo que tenía |
Se robaron mi dinero, y me paró la policía |
Disculpe, Oficial, se llevaron su mordida |
No todos son la misma mierda, pero la mayoría de ustedes utilizan un uniforme y |
el nombre de una institución para ser el terror y al mismo tiempo la burla de |
todo un pueblo. |
¡Perros! |
Red light, Stop right, There where you are |
Red light, Stop right, There where you are |
Red light, Stop right, There where you are |
Red light, Stop right, There where you are |
(translation) |
Go over the top, Shit! |
If I get out I'll break your ass, Driver Son of a Bitch! |
That's what the catwalk is for, Cholero! |
Go honk at your mother, Son of a Big Whore! |
Hecete sho, Damn! |
Get off the car, then, Maricón! |
Aaaahhhh! |
Red light, stop right, there where you are |
Red light, stop right, there where you are |
Red light, stop right, there where you are |
Red light, stop right, there where you are |
What am I doing here, sitting in this car |
When should I be taking a good shit in the bathroom? |
The traffic light is green, but the car never moves |
My brain is boiling, and my patience is running out |
The one in the back wants to move forward, and he doesn't stop honking |
Noise son of a bitch. |
I'm going to commit suicide |
The cop signals, but he already lost control |
The unevenness of the mayor is no longer the solution |
There's a detour here, a detour there |
The tires of the cars do not move even backwards |
Conditioner stopped working |
What a terrible heat, I'm going to pass out |
I want to be a millionaire and drive my own chopper |
Being in the air and driving without getting hit |
But my reality is to die in this shit |
It hurts to see the policeman who is not good for anything |
Mentally ill, I kept honking that this shit is just getting started |
Red light, Stop right, There where you are (¡Cholero!) |
Red light, Stop right, There where you are (Chauffeur Son of the Great Whore!) |
Red light, Stop right, There where you are (Police Maricón!) |
Red light, Stop right, There where you are (Your mother, Hollow) |
Keep honking the son of a bitch in the back |
And if I get out of the car, I'm going to pajamas |
So I open the window to be able to breathe |
But a cloud of smoke, shit on my palate |
Polluted, and super poorly organized |
If I grab the reversible, the fuck takes me |
And little by little I rot in a bitter life |
I spend more time here. |
that with my pregnant girlfriend |
Don't pour water on me, I told that footstep |
It just left my windshield all muddy |
And he wants me to pay him, but I don't have varus |
And when I lowered the glass, he spit all over my face |
I start smoking a little marijuana |
How the hell is going, I won't arrive until tomorrow |
And people go to see me, but I as if nothing |
In traffic well fart, the play is easier |
To cock… |
Red light, Stop right, There where you are (There is no parking, Serote!) |
Red light, Stop right, There where you are (Ponele el cepo a tu madre!) |
Red light, Stop right, There where you are |
Red light, Stop right, There where you are (Shooooo!) |
I can no longer see what is happening around me |
A motorist passed me throwing the rearview mirror |
Then they go crying that they throw them to hell |
But being on the streets are the ones who least respect |
I hear an ambulance, and how the fuck is it going to happen? |
If no motherfucker moves from his spot |
The siren sounds and sounds, and what steps do I do? |
The siren went off because the patient died |
Lower the glass of the car to be able to ask for a road |
And a motherfucking thief stole what he had |
My money was stolen, and the police stopped me |
Excuse me, Officer, they took your bite |
They ain't all the same shit, but most of y'all wear a uniform and |
the name of an institution to be the terror and at the same time the mockery of |
a whole town. |
Dogs! |
Red light, stop right, there where you are |
Red light, stop right, there where you are |
Red light, stop right, there where you are |
Red light, stop right, there where you are |