Puta - Joan Thiele

Hola, papi, lo sai che

Qui la gente sembra strana?

Te ne stai in Colombia e

Mi chiami solo se ti va

Sono piccola per te

E ti ricordo un po' mia madre

Ma che ti interessa?

E tutto passa, ma per te poi niente resta

Ci separava il mare, i Caraibi e poi il caffè

E Bogotà per noi ci ricordava solo che

Avremmo voluto volare lontani

Senza quegli ostacoli solo mentali

Sai, sai, sai, uoh

Mi chiamava «puta»

Poi faceva un Padre Nostro, sai?

Lui si sentiva a posto con sé

Con sé, con sé

No, non è colpa tua

Eri solo un po' distratto

Ora a messa non ci vado più

Io prego per me, io prego per me

Hola, papi, lo sai che, uoh

È qui la gente tutta strana?

A Cocora il sole c'è

E tutto passa, ma per te poi niente resta

Ci separava il sale, i Caraibi e poi il caffè

E Bogotà per noi ci ricordava solo che

Avremmo voluto restare lontani

Senza quegli ostacoli solo mentali

Sai, sai, sai, uoh

Quante cose che non sai, sai, sai?

Mi chiamava «puta»

Poi faceva un Padre Nostro, sai?

Lui si sentiva a posto con sé

Con sé, con sé

No, non è colpa tua

Eri solo un po' distratto

Ora a messa non ci vado più

Io prego per me, io prego per me

Hacía calor, pero tenía frío

Hacía calor, pero tenía frío

Quante volte avrei voluto cambiare la pelle, oh?

Quante volte avrei voluto cambiare la pelle?

Hacía calor, pero tenía frío

Hacía calor, pero tenía frío

Hacía calor, pero tenía frío

Hacía calor, pero tenía frío

Quante volte avrei voluto cambiare la pelle, oh?

Quante volte avrei voluto cambiare la pelle?

Hacía calor, pero tenía frío

Hacía calor, pero tenía frío

Hola, papi, you know that

Do people look weird here?

You stay in Colombia and

Call me only if you like

I am small for you

And I remind you a little of my mother

But what are you interested in?

And everything passes, but then nothing remains for you

The sea, the Caribbean and then the coffee separated us

And Bogota for us just reminded us that

We would have liked to fly away

Without those only mental obstacles

You know, you know, you know, uoh

She called me "puta"

Then he would do an Our Father, you know?

He felt right with him

With him, with him

No, it's not your fault

You were just a little distracted

Now I don't go to mass anymore

I pray for me, I pray for me

Hola, daddy, you know that, uoh

Are all the weird people here?

In Cocora the sun is there

And everything passes, but then nothing remains for you

We separated the salt, the Caribbean and then the coffee

And Bogota for us just reminded us that

We would have liked to have stayed away

Without those only mental obstacles

You know, you know, you know, uoh

How many things you don't know, you know, you know?

He called me "puta"

Then he would do an Our Father, you know?

He felt right with him

With him, with him

No, it's not your fault

You were just a little distracted

Now I don't go to mass anymore

I pray for me, I pray for me

Hacía calor, pero tenía frío

Hacía calor, pero tenía frío

How many times have I wanted to change my skin, oh?

How many times have I wanted to change my skin?

Hacía calor, pero tenía frío

Hacía calor, pero tenía frío

Hacía calor, pero tenía frío

Hacía calor, pero tenía frío

How many times have I wanted to change my skin, oh?

How many times have I wanted to change my skin?

Hacía calor, pero tenía frío

Hacía calor, pero tenía frío