La carretera - Hombres G
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La carretera - Hombres G

Альбом
Peligrosamente Juntos
Год
2002
Язык
`Spanish`
Длительность
248700

Below is the lyrics of the song La carretera , artist - Hombres G with translation

Lyrics " La carretera "

Original text with translation

La carretera

Hombres G

Оригинальный текст

Calla, duerme, piensa

Queda mucho por andar

La carretera es tensa

Y llueve sin parar

Curvas, baches, bares

Perros muertos sn collar

Y la msica que t

Haz traido para recordar

Aquella nia, que sabe Dios

Donde estar

Me paso la vida

Marcando un nuevo rumbo

De comida, con mi ropa

Oliendo a humo y tu estars

Dormida, en tu cuarto lleno de fotos

Y yo jugando mi partida

Con los pantalones rotos

Intentando que la voz me aguante

Hasta el final, y tocaremos

Sufre mamn

Y ya en el camerino

Bebe agua y relajate

La toalla robada de un hotel

Y los autografos que das

Que no sabes su valr

Tu los das, porqu no darlos?

Y quizieras irte ya, te duele la

Espalda, te miras a un espejo

Y ves sudor y whiskey y agua

Y mientras tu

Estas en casa, donde el tiempo no pasa

Y no paro de pensar en ti,

Sueo con las calles de Madrid

Los tcnicos recojen

Todo el mundo se ha ido ya

Ya no quedan ilusiones

Solo cajas que cargar

Y un camin que espera

Para llevarte a otro lugar

Donde tocaremos

Sufre mamn devuelveme a mi chica

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shut up, sleep, think

There is a long way to go

the road is tense

And it rains nonstop

curves, potholes, bars

dead dogs without collar

And the music that you

You have brought to remember

That girl, who knows God

Where to be

I spend my life

charting a new course

Of food, with my clothes

Smelling like smoke and you'll be

Asleep, in your room full of photos

And me playing my game

with ripped pants

Trying to hold my voice

Until the end, and we'll play

suffer mamn

And already in the dressing room

drink water and relax

The towel stolen from a hotel

And the autographs you give

That you don't know its worth

You give them, why not give them?

And maybe you could leave now, it hurts

Back, you look in a mirror

And you see sweat and whiskey and water

and while you

You are at home, where time does not pass

And I can't stop thinking about you,

I dream of the streets of Madrid

The technicians collect

Everybody's already gone

there are no more illusions

Only boxes to load

And a truck that waits

To take you to another place

where will we play

Suffer mamn give me back my girl

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