En el Río - Muchachito Bombo Infierno
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En el Río - Muchachito Bombo Infierno

Год
2010
Язык
`Spanish`
Длительность
221700

Below is the lyrics of the song En el Río , artist - Muchachito Bombo Infierno with translation

Lyrics " En el Río "

Original text with translation

En el Río

Muchachito Bombo Infierno

Оригинальный текст

En el río, el agua se ha podrío

Los mosquitos vuelan bajo

Y atacan a la cabeza

Vaya lío!

si se te ocurre beber

Uno que lo hizo está loquito perdío

En el río, había una lavadora

Con bombonas de butano y trozos de un sofá

Purria de colores que no sabes qué es

Y un loco en una barca que le dio por remar

En el río, los mosquitos van patrás

En el río, los cangrejos hacen nido

En el río

Vienen y se van como los cohetes de San Juan

Todos los turistas que hasta aquí ha traío

Nunca ningún niño se ha podío perder

Era imposible quedarse entretenio

En el río, no para de jumelar

En el río, no crece el trigo

En el río, los mosquitos van patrás

En el río, y alicatan fino

Y a la hora de la siesta

La calle está desierta

Son las ranas que se dan un festín

Soltaron comadrejas y atacaron por parejas

Con tanta rana no se pué vivir

En el río, no para de jumelar

En el rio, no crece el trigo

En el río, los mosquitos van patrás

En el río, y alicatan fino

Перевод песни

In the river, the water has turned rotten

mosquitoes fly low

And they attack the head

What a mess!

if you happen to drink

One who did it is crazy lost

In the river, there was a washing machine

With butane cylinders and pieces of a sofa

Purria of colors that you don't know what it is

And a madman in a boat that he took to rowing

In the river, the mosquitoes go backwards

In the river, crabs make a nest

In the river

They come and go like the rockets of San Juan

All the tourists that he has brought up to here

No child has ever been lost

It was impossible to stay entertained

In the river, he does not stop jumelar

In the river, the wheat does not grow

In the river, the mosquitoes go backwards

In the river, and fine tiles

And at nap time

the street is deserted

It's the frogs that feast

They released weasels and attacked in pairs

With so many frogs you can't live

In the river, he does not stop jumelar

In the river, the wheat does not grow

In the river, the mosquitoes go backwards

In the river, and fine tiles

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