Republica de Sanjes - Celtas Cortos

Las noches en carretera sigo la ruta hacia el mar

en el autobs el sueo no me viene a visitar

si conoces el camino quiza podremos llegar

si me pierdo en el intento otro taxi hay que pagar

pagar?

Y la luna se rie al ver el bus pasar

se parte tanto de risa que a todos va a despertar

y la luna se rie y yo quiero llorar

el chofer va a su rollo

ahora es todo un capitan

talan

En republica de Sanjes no hay govierno ni p’a atrs

pero todos los controles los dirige el capitn

y es su autobus su tesoro y el domina mi destino

nunca desviar su ruta ni aunque vaya jarto’e vino

En repblica de Sanjes solo hay llanto y temblor

las literas son de goma y huele mucho a sudor

en repblica de Sanjes el cine se suspendi

pequeo pais de ruedas que me alejas de mi amor.

capitan

The nights on the road I follow the route to the sea

on the bus sleep does not come to visit me

if you know the way maybe we can get there

if I get lost trying another taxi you have to pay

to pay?

And the moon laughs when it sees the bus go by

he laughs so much that everyone is going to wake up

and the moon laughs and I want to cry

the driver goes to his roll

now he is a captain

fell

In the Republic of Sanjes there is no government or back

but all the controls are directed by the captain

and it is his bus his treasure his and he dominates my destiny

never divert your route even if you go jarto'e vino

In the Republic of Sanjes there is only crying and trembling

the bunks are made of rubber and it smells a lot of sweat

in the republic of Sanjes the cinema was suspended

little country of wheels that distances me from my love.

captain