Viejo Mundo - Fito Paez
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Viejo Mundo - Fito Paez

Год
1989
Язык
`Spanish`
Длительность
285370

Below is the lyrics of the song Viejo Mundo , artist - Fito Paez with translation

Lyrics " Viejo Mundo "

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Viejo Mundo

Fito Paez

Оригинальный текст

Se fueron una a una las estrellas

El mar mordía rastros de su arena

Herida luz que me partió aquel cielo

Y hoy vuelves a amanecer, viejo mundo

Japón estalla en ruidos y artefactos

La noche da su sexo a Buenos Aires

Y yo a la vista de algún escenario

Y hoy vuelves a amanecer, viejo mundo

¿Cómo serás?

¿Cómo seré?

¿Cuántos seguiremos?

Los que sobrevivieron, marcaron huellas

Te abarcaré en tu extensión y seré la tierra, el agua, el sol

El viento, el músico, el peatón, una esperanza, seré montaña

Seré comarca en tus comarcas

La triste ceremonia del velorio evitaré

Y te amaré en el filo de un cuchillo

La leche es blanca, la carne es roja

El hambre es negra, y negra su herradura (Y negra su herradura)

Una escopeta escupe balas de cocaína

Y hay un titiritero, y hay un titiritero (Y hay un titiritero)

Y yo te miro desde mi ventana

Una más entre todas estas tantas

Te quiero ver cantándole al futuro

Y con toda esa gente, viejo mundo

¿Cómo serás?

¿Cómo seré?

¿Cuántos seguiremos?

Los que sobrevivieron, marcaron huellas

Te abarcaré en tu extensión y seré la tierra, el agua, el sol

El viento, el músico, el peatón, una esperanza, seré montaña

Seré comarca en Catamarca

La triste ceremonia del velorio evitaré

Y te amaré en el filo de un cuchillo

La leche es blanca, la carne es roja

El hambre es negro, y negra su herradura (Y negra su herradura)

Una escopeta escupe balas de cocaína

Y hay un titiritero que es el que las reparte

Se fueron una a una las estrellas

El mar mordía rastros de su arena

Herida luz que me partió aquel cielo

Y hoy vuelves a amanecer, viejo mundo

Los que se fueron no los olvidamos

Los vendrán esperan por ahora

Y los que estamos aprovechamos

Para cambiarte la cara, viejo mundo

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One by one the stars left

The sea bit traces of its sand

Wounded light that broke that sky

And today you come back to dawn, old world

Japan explodes in noise and artifacts

The night gives its sex to Buenos Aires

And I in sight of some stage

And today you come back to dawn, old world

How will you be?

How will I be?

How many will we follow?

Those who survived, left footprints

I will encompass you in your expanse and I will be the earth, the water, the sun

The wind, the musician, the pedestrian, a hope, I will be a mountain

I will be a region in your regions

I will avoid the sad wake ceremony

And I'll love you on the edge of a knife

Milk is white, meat is red

Hunger is black, and its horseshoe is black (And its horseshoe is black)

A shotgun spits bullets of cocaine

And there's a puppeteer, and there's a puppeteer (And there's a puppeteer)

And I look at you from my window

One more among all these many

I want to see you singing to the future

And with all those people, old world

How will you be?

How will I be?

How many will we follow?

Those who survived, left footprints

I will encompass you in your expanse and I will be the earth, the water, the sun

The wind, the musician, the pedestrian, a hope, I will be a mountain

I will be a region in Catamarca

I will avoid the sad wake ceremony

And I'll love you on the edge of a knife

Milk is white, meat is red

Hunger is black, and his horseshoe is black (and his horseshoe is black)

A shotgun spits bullets of cocaine

And there is a puppeteer who is the one who distributes them

One by one the stars left

The sea bit traces of its sand

Wounded light that broke that sky

And today you come back to dawn, old world

We will not forget those who left

The will come wait for now

And those of us who are taking advantage

To change your face, old world

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