Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lo Bueno y Lo Malo, artist - Voz de Mando. Album song Clase de Historia, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыкаDate of issue: 30.03.2017
Record label: Orchard
Song language: Spanish
Lo Bueno y Lo Malo(original) |
| En la vida se navega |
| Hasta pa' ganarte |
| Tu circo en las vegas… |
| Si quieres tener dinero |
| Deja de rascarte |
| Nomás las, orejas… |
| Hasta tu propia familia |
| Se queda peleando |
| Por lo que tú dejas… |
| Y no hay amigos sinceros |
| Goza tu dinero |
| Que nada te llevas… |
| Hasta los perros pulgosos |
| Salían a ladrarme |
| Cuando me veían… |
| Salía a cazar a los cerros |
| Conejos, güilotas |
| Con eso comía… |
| Ahora la historia ya es otra |
| Tengo hasta mansiones |
| Junto a la bahía… |
| Como caviar y langosta |
| Ahora a mí me toca |
| Mirar desde arriba… |
| La vida es traicionera |
| Yo dejo que el pez |
| Por su boca muera… |
| Le pongo peso a la trampa |
| Sola caí la rata |
| A la ratonera… |
| Siempre a mi dios agradezco |
| A él le pertenezco |
| Ya muerto y en vida… |
| Y voy a morir contento |
| El día y el momento |
| De mi despedida |
| Ahora que ya tengo todo |
| Extraño los días |
| Y las noches del campo… |
| Esa casita de adobe |
| Las lluvias de lodo |
| Y el olor a rancho… |
| Aquella madre abnegada |
| Que a mí me esperaba |
| Con tortillas frescas… |
| Los consejos de tu padre |
| Decía ten en cuenta |
| Para cuando crezcas… |
| La vida es traicionera |
| Yo dejo que el pez |
| Por su boca muera… |
| Le pongo peso a la trampa |
| Sola caí la rata |
| A la ratonera… |
| Siempre a mi dios agradezco |
| A él le pertenezco |
| Ya muerto y en vida… |
| Y voy a morir contento |
| El día y el momento |
| De mi despedida |
| (translation) |
| In life you navigate |
| Even to win you |
| Your circus in Las Vegas… |
| If you want to have money |
| stop scratching yourself |
| Just the ears... |
| even your own family |
| he stays fighting |
| For what you leave... |
| And there are no sincere friends |
| enjoy your money |
| That nothing you take... |
| Even flea dogs |
| They came out to bark at me |
| When they saw me... |
| He went out to hunt in the hills |
| Rabbits, guillotas |
| With that I ate... |
| Now the story is another |
| I even have mansions |
| By the bay... |
| Like caviar and lobster |
| Now it's my turn |
| Look from above... |
| life is treacherous |
| I let the fish |
| By his mouth die... |
| I put weight on the trap |
| Alone I fell the rat |
| To the mousetrap… |
| I always thank my god |
| I belong to him |
| Already dead and alive... |
| And I'm going to die happy |
| The day and the moment |
| of my farewell |
| Now that I have everything |
| I miss the days |
| And the country nights... |
| That little adobe house |
| mud rains |
| And the smell of ranch… |
| that devoted mother |
| what was waiting for me |
| With fresh tortillas… |
| Your father's advice |
| I said keep in mind |
| For when you grow up... |
| life is treacherous |
| I let the fish |
| By his mouth he died... |
| I put weight on the trap |
| Alone I fell the rat |
| To the mousetrap… |
| I always thank my god |
| I belong to him |
| Already dead and alive... |
| And I'm going to die happy |
| The day and the moment |
| of my farewell |