Corazones de Piedra - Canserbero

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Corazones hechos de piedra

Son las dos en punto del lunes en la madrugada

Carlos debe patrullar de noche toda esta semana

Tiene un hijo que ama y una esposa que finge quererla

Los tres usan corazones de piedra

Se viste y se va en su patrulla policíaca

A lucir su placa y matracar a todo el que pasa

Ya una hora pasa y consigue juntá' una paca

Que seguramente gastará con putas en la tasca

Se hacen las tres y cuarto, Carlos acelera el paso

Pasa por una esquina y escucha a un muchacho gritando

Lo estaban asaltando, él solo echa un corto vistazo

Sin embargo, no hizo caso y siguió manejando

Rumbo al burdel más caro es que se dirigía

Mientras conducía nota que un taxi de cerca lo seguía

«Quizá son vainas mías» es todo lo que él decía

Llegó al sitio y pagó la mejor prostituta que había

Se fue con ella al cuarto, es una rubia de infarto

Entre sus piernas prueba el tacto y comienza el acto

Pero, en menos de un minuto, escucha unos pasos que entran al cuarto

Carlos sintió un balazo y murió ipso facto

(So you think my heart’s made of stone)

Corazones hechos de piedra

(So you think my heart’s made of stone)

Vivir una noche y morir en medio de ella

(So you think my heart’s made of stone)

Corazones hechos de piedra

(So you think my heart’s made of stone)

Segunda escena

Son las dos menos quince del lunes en la madrugada

Es la noche de la mujer de Carlos que antes que él se para

Y hace algo de comer, deja su ropa planchada

Media hora después él se va y ella sigue en la cama

Comienza el drama, los celos, la paranoia casi

«Siga despacio a esa patrulla» le dijo al del taxi

Una hora estuvieron mirándolo tranquilo

Luego siguiéndolo hasta que llegaron a un prostíbulo

Acto seguido suena su teléfono

Era su hijo al que le dijo «ahora no puedo» y le colgó

Quizás no habló por la ira de saber lo que vería

Así que entró, preguntó por Carlos el policía

Pagó lo que tenía por la llave que abriría el cerrojo

Del cuarto donde con gozo le era infiel su esposo

Entró y en menos de un minuto sintió el enojo

Del bolso sacó un arma y disparó a Carlos entre sus ojos

(So you think my heart’s made of stone)

Corazones hechos de piedra

(So you think my heart’s made of stone)

Vivir una noche y terminarla entre rejas

(So you think my heart’s made of stone)

Corazones hechos de piedra

(So you think my heart’s made of stone)

Tercera escena

Son las dos y treinta del lunes en la madrugada

Hora en que comienza la noche del hijo que en su almohada

Esconde la marihuana que fuma siempre

Se despierta y se da cuenta de que en su casa no hay gente

Así que llama al que le vende y cuadra un trueque

A las tres y cuarto en la esquina han de verse para abastecerse

El joven llega puntualmente y de repente

Siente un cañón en su frente del jíbaro que trampa le tiende

Le dice «dame la cartera, el reloj y las prendas»

Cuando ve que pasa una patrulla en medio 'e la contienda

Era el padre del joven que sigue de largo

Mientras jíbaro le suelta disparos al pecho y a la pierna

Toma el teléfono con su último aliento

Llama a su madre con la esperanza de que venga a socorrerlo

Al atenderlo, fue lo último que escuchó

La voz de la misma diciendo «no puedo», y luego colgó

(So you think my heart’s made of stone)

Corazones hechos de piedra

(So you think my heart’s made of stone)

La misma noche, tres formas distintas de verla

(So you think my heart’s made of stone)

Un joven agoniza mientras

(So you think my heart’s made of stone)

Su madre mata a su padre y queda entre rejas

Vivimos en un mundo de piedra, es difícil

Narrado por el Canserbero, DJ Wak

Listen well, interpret

hearts made of stone

It's two o'clock on Monday morning

Carlos must patrol at night all this week

She has a son he loves and a wife who pretends to love her.

All three wear hearts of stone

She gets dressed and leaves in her police car

To show off his badge and rattle everyone who passes by

An hour passes and get together a paca

That she will surely spend with whores in the tavern

It's quarter past three, Carlos quickens his pace

He goes around a corner and hears a boy yelling

He was being mugged, he just takes a short look

However, he ignored it and continued driving.

Heading to the most expensive brothel is where he was headed

While he was driving, he notices that a nearby taxi was following him.

"Maybe it's my pods" is all he said

He came to the site and paid the best prostitute he had

He went with her to the room, she's a heart-stopping blonde

Between his legs he tries the touch and the act begins

But, in less than a minute, he hears footsteps entering the room.

Carlos felt a bullet and died ipso facto

(So ​​you think my heart's made of stone)

hearts made of stone

(So ​​you think my heart's made of stone)

Live one night and die in the middle of it

(So ​​you think my heart's made of stone)

hearts made of stone

(So ​​you think my heart's made of stone)

Second scene

It's fifteen to two on Monday morning

It is the night of Carlos's wife who before he stops

And he makes something to eat, he leaves his clothes ironed

Half an hour later he leaves and she is still in bed

The drama begins, the jealousy, the paranoia almost

"Follow that patrol slowly" he told the taxi driver

An hour they were looking at him calmly

Then following him until they reached a brothel

Then his phone rings

It was his son to whom he said "I can't now" and hung up

Perhaps he did not speak out of anger knowing what he would see

So he went in, asked for Carlos the policeman

He paid what he had for the key that would open the lock

Of the room where with joy her husband was unfaithful

She walked in and in less than a minute she felt the anger

From her bag she took out a gun and shot Carlos between the eyes.

(So ​​you think my heart's made of stone)

hearts made of stone

(So ​​you think my heart's made of stone)

Live one night and end it behind bars

(So ​​you think my heart's made of stone)

hearts made of stone

(So ​​you think my heart's made of stone)

Third scene

It's two thirty on Monday morning

Time that the night of the son begins that on his pillow

Hide the marijuana that you always smoke

He wakes up and realizes that there are no people in his house.

So he calls the one who sells him and settles a barter

At a quarter past three on the corner they have to meet to stock up

The young man arrives punctually and suddenly

He feels a cannon on his forehead from the jíbaro who traps him

He tells her "give me the wallet, the watch and the clothes"

When he sees a patrol pass in the middle of the fight

He was the father of the young man who follows by

While jíbaro fires shots at his chest and leg

He picks up the phone with his dying breath

He calls his mother about him in the hope that she will come to his rescue.

When attending him, it was the last thing she heard

The same voice saying "I can't", and then she hung up

(So ​​you think my heart's made of stone)

hearts made of stone

(So ​​you think my heart's made of stone)

The same night, three different ways of seeing it

(So ​​you think my heart's made of stone)

A young man is dying while

(So ​​you think my heart's made of stone)

His mother kills his father and is behind bars

We live in a world of stone, it's hard

Narrated by Canserbero, DJ Wak