Los locos - Cafe Quijano
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Los locos - Cafe Quijano

Альбом
La Extraordinaria Paradoja Del Sonido Quijano
Год
1999
Язык
`Spanish`
Длительность
213060

Below is the lyrics of the song Los locos , artist - Cafe Quijano with translation

Lyrics " Los locos "

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Los locos

Cafe Quijano

Оригинальный текст

Vuelven los locos, les veo venir,

vuelven con palos

para decir que siguen locos.

Se fueron lejos porque creían que allá

en el mar sólo los peces se divertían.

Las olas saltan, la luna baila, los remos

cantan, todos a una sin melodías.

Los locos riñen, se pegan, se abrazan,

se tiran de los pelos,

se muerden en la lengua.

Los locos chillan, se ríen, se mofan,

se ponen tristes, se tumban en el barro,

cuentan los charcos, están muy locos,

ellos lo saben,

que están muy locos, locos, locos.

Entre hogueras sin encender se ven

siluetas de una mujer que está loca,

que grita frases mirando al cielo,

alza los brazos y se arrodilla para volar.

Todos se miran porque, quizás,

sobre las nubes la loca vio un ángel gris.

Los locos riñen, se pegan, se abrazan,

se tiran de los pelos,

se muerden la lengua.

Los locos chillan, se ríen, se mofan,

se ponen tristes, se tumban en el barro,

cuentan los charcos, están muy locos,

ellos lo saben,

que están muy locos, locos, locos.

Перевод песни

The crazy ones come back, I see them coming,

they come back with sticks

to say that they are still crazy.

They went away because they believed that there

in the sea only the fish had fun.

The waves jump, the moon dances, the oars

they sing, all as one without melodies.

Crazy people quarrel, hit each other, hug each other,

they pull their hair out,

they bite on the tongue.

The crazy ones scream, they laugh, they jeer,

they get sad, they lie down in the mud,

count the puddles, they are very crazy,

they know,

that they are very crazy, crazy, crazy.

Between unlit bonfires they see each other

silhouettes of a woman who is crazy,

she who shouts phrases looking at the sky,

she raises her arms and kneels to fly.

They all look at each other because, perhaps,

above the clouds the crazy she saw a gray angel.

Crazy people quarrel, hit each other, hug each other,

they pull their hair out,

they bite their tongues.

The crazy ones scream, they laugh, they jeer,

they get sad, they lie down in the mud,

count the puddles, they are very crazy,

they know,

that they are very crazy, crazy, crazy.

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