Los Pibes Chorros - Pibes Chorros
- Year of release: 2002
- Language: Spanish
- Duration: 3:42
Below is the lyrics of the song Los Pibes Chorros , artist - Pibes Chorros with translation
Lyrics " Los Pibes Chorros "
Original text with translation
Los Pibes Chorros
Pibes Chorros
Оригинальный текст
Somos cinco amigos, chorros de profesion
No robamos a los pobres porque no somos ratones
Buscamos la fija y entramos a un banco
Pelamos los fierros y todos abajo
La alarma se acciona y no podemos zafar
Si llega el comando nos van a bajar
Queremos a un juez, queremos a la prensa
Si ellos no aparecen, somos todos boletas
Estamos todos jugados, nada nos importa ya
Sigamos haciendo quilombo
La yuta no nos va llevar
Estamos todos jugados, nada nos importa ya
Sigamos haciendo quilombo
La yuta no nos va llevar
La yuta no nos va llevar
¡Pibes Chorros!
Somos cinco amigos, chorros de profesion
No robamos a los pobres porque no somos ratones
Buscamos la fija y entramos a un banco
Pelamos los fierros y todos abajo
La alarma se acciona y no podemos zafar
Si llega el comando nos van a bajar
Queremos a un juez, queremos a la prensa
Si ellos no aparecen, somos todos boletas
Estamos todos jugados, nada nos importa ya
Sigamos haciendo quilombo
La yuta no nos va llevar
Estamos todos jugados, nada nos importa ya
Перевод песни
We are five friends, jets of profession
We do not steal from the poor because we are not mice
We look for the landline and enter a bank
We peel the irons and all down
The alarm goes off and we can't get out
If the command arrives, they will take us down
We want a judge, we want the press
If they don't show up, we're all tickets
We are all played, nothing matters to us anymore
Let's keep doing quilombo
The yuta is not going to take us
We are all played, nothing matters to us anymore
Let's keep doing quilombo
The yuta is not going to take us
The yuta is not going to take us
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We are five friends, jets of profession
We do not steal from the poor because we are not mice
We look for the landline and enter a bank
We peel the irons and all down
The alarm goes off and we can't get out
If the command arrives, they will take us down
We want a judge, we want the press
If they don't show up, we're all tickets
We are all played, nothing matters to us anymore
Let's keep doing quilombo
The yuta is not going to take us
We are all played, nothing matters to us anymore
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