Gorrion Porteño - Che Chino, Andrés Calamaro, Che Chino feat. Andres Calamaro
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Lyrics " Gorrion Porteño "
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Gorrion Porteño
Che Chino, Andrés Calamaro, Che Chino feat. Andres Calamaro
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En la cornisa de una celda oscura
Donde marchan presos a la tortura
Un gorrión hizo su nido
Qué lugar jodido para andar criando a un crío
Qué canto sombrío
Tendrán los pichones
Canten lo que canten
Tendrán sus razones
No lo entiendo al pajarito
Pudiendo estar en el río
Y anidar entre las flores
Se instaló en la tumba
Donde retumban
Gritos desgarradores
En la ventana de una celda oscura
Se hizo el nidito trayendo basura
Tarjetas de colectivo
¡Acá hay gente que hace años no pisa un estribo!
Que bicho atrevido
Son estos gorriones
No le importa nada
La angustia del hombre
Y cada mañana
Lo despierta una picana
Desde la oscura ventana
A esas almas encerradas
En la cara le refriega las alas
Y vuela
Trae cositas de afuera
Un flyer trucho
Que toca gratis La Renga
Y vuela
Trae cositas de afuera
Que tocan juntos
Skay y El Indio en Varela…
Abre La Vela…
Pasa que al gorrión no le importa
El sufrimiento humano:
Ha visto a tantos hombres
Enjaular a sus hermanos
Y cada mañana lo despierta una picana
Y junta migas de pan en las oscuras ventanas
Y a esas almas encerradas en la cara le refriega las alas
Le refriega las alas a esas almas encerradas
No lo entiendo al pajarito
Pudiendo estar en el río
Y anidar entre las flores
Se instaló en la tumba
Donde retumban
Gritos desgarradores
Y vuela
Trae cositas de afuera
Un flyer trucho
Que toca gratis La Renga
Y vuela
Trae cositas de afuera
Que tocan juntos
Skay y El Indio en Varela…
Abre La Vela…
Piero con Prema…
Y toca Flema si está en cana
Es una pena…
Перевод песни
On the ledge of a dark cell
Where prisoners go to torture
A sparrow made its nest
What a fucked up place to be raising a kid
what a somber song
They will have the chicks
Sing what you sing
They will have their reasons
I don't understand the little bird
Being able to be in the river
And nest among the flowers
She settled in the grave
where they rumble
heartbreaking screams
In the window of a dark cell
He made a little nest bringing garbage
Collective cards
There are people here who haven't stepped on a stirrup for years!
what a daring beast
are these sparrows
he doesn't care about anything
the anguish of man
and every morning
A cattle prod wakes him up
From the dark window
To those locked souls
In the face he rubs his wings
and he flies
Bring little things from outside
A fake flyer
La Renga plays for free
and fly
Bring little things from outside
who play together
Skay and El Indio in Varela…
Open the candle...
It happens that the sparrow does not care
Human suffering:
He has seen so many men
Cage your brothers
And every morning a prod wakes him up
And he gathers breadcrumbs at the dark windows
And to those souls locked in the face, he rubs his wings
He rubs the wings of those locked souls
I don't understand the little bird
Being able to be in the river
And nest among the flowers
He settled in the grave
where they rumble
heartbreaking screams
and fly
Bring little things from outside
A fake flyer
La Renga plays for free
and fly
Bring little things from outside
who play together
Skay and El Indio in Varela…
Open the candle...
Piero with Prema…
And he plays Phlegm if he is in a cana
It's a shame…
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