La flor - Rulo y la contrabanda
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La flor
Rulo y la contrabanda
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Hoy encontré una flor
No sabe dónde va, perdida en la ciudad
Busca un rayito de sol tras asfalto y cristal
Mírala, bajando el búlevar…
Hoy encontré una flor que no entiende a los hombres
Nunca se dan la mano, disparan con cañones
Se llenan de razones
Sin cuidar sus corazones
Dice que en la ciudad siempre se siente sola
Nadie sonríe a nadie
Y nadie le da bola
Así quema las horas…
Dice que entre cemento no existe poesía
No hay sitio para el color
Y ya nadie le fía
En la calle alegría
Hoy encontré una flor en un paso de cebra
Quería cruzar en rojo, saltar desde la acera…
Mandar todo a la mierda
Su raíz no encuentra tierra…
Dice que en la ciudad siempre se siente sola
Nadie sonríe a nadie
Y nadie le da bola
Así quema las horas…
Dice que entre cemento no existe poesía
No hay sitio para el color
Y ya nadie le fía
En la calle alegría
Y en los escaparates, detrás de los cristales
Se burlan de ella las flores artificiales…
No necesitan aire, tampoco primavera
No necesitan agua, ni nada que las quiera
Entre el humor y el ruido, la tarde se acelera
En este mar de gente, es infeliz cualquiera
Silbando melodías, aunque nadie le oiga
Soñando tonterías, le pillan las estrellas…
Y en los escaparates, detrás de los cristales
Se burlan de ella las flores artificiales…
No necesitan aire, tampoco primavera
No necesitan agua, ni nada que las quiera
Entre el humor y el ruido, la tarde se acelera
En este mar de gente, es infeliz cualquiera
Silbando melodías, aunque nadie le oiga
Soñando tonterías, le pillan las estrellas…
Перевод песни
Today I found a flower
She doesn't know where she's going, lost in the city
Look for a ray of sunshine behind asphalt and glass
Look at her, going down the boulevard...
Today I found a flower that does not understand men
They never shake hands, they shoot with cannons
They are filled with reasons
Without taking care of their hearts
She says that in the city she always feels alone
no one smiles at anyone
And no one gives him a ball
This is how he burns the hours...
She says that between cement there is no poetry
no room for color
And nobody trusts him anymore
joy on the street
Today I found a flower at a zebra crossing
She wanted to cross on red, jump from the sidewalk...
send everything to hell
Her root finds no land...
She says that in the city she always feels alone
no one smiles at anyone
And no one gives him a ball
This is how he burns the hours...
She says that between cement there is no poetry
no room for color
And nobody trusts him anymore
joy on the street
And in the shop windows, behind the glass
Artificial flowers make fun of her…
They don't need air, they don't need spring either
They don't need water, or anything that wants them
Between humor and noise, the afternoon speeds up
In this sea of people, anyone is unhappy
Whistling melodies, even if nobody hears him
Dreaming nonsense, the stars catch him...
And in the shop windows, behind the glass
Artificial flowers make fun of her…
They don't need air, they don't need spring either
They don't need water, or anything that wants them
Between humor and noise, the afternoon speeds up
In this sea of people, anyone is unhappy
Whistling melodies, even if nobody hears him
Dreaming nonsense, the stars catch him...
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