Pobre Rocanrolero - Tex Tex

Pobre Rocanrolero - Tex Tex

  • Year of release: 2006
  • Language: Spanish
  • Duration: 3:53

Below is the lyrics of the song Pobre Rocanrolero , artist - Tex Tex with translation

Lyrics " Pobre Rocanrolero "

Original text with translation

Pobre Rocanrolero

Tex Tex

Original text

Soy un pobre rockanrolero,

que apenas tengo para vivir,

mi familia me esta presionando,

quieren que cambie mi existir,

quieren que me corte el cabello

y que use un calzado mas formal,

que abandone la guitarra

y que me ponga a trabajar.

(coro)

Pero tengo un extraño talento para poder describir,

lo que pasa por dentro, muy adentro de mi.

Me han vestido con saco y corbata

y hasta con traje de casimir,

pero siento que me matan,

son una cárcel para mi,

me gusta andar de pata de perro

y andar rolando por ahí,

aunque no gano mucho dinero,

¡Hay Dios mío, soy tan feliz!

(coro 2 veces)

Me preguntan si no tengo miedo,

sino le temo a la vejez,

yo no dependo del dinero,

sino de la alegría de vivir.

Solamente le pido a Dios,

que me libre de la frustración,

del olvido y el abandono,

que no me olvide del rockanroll.

(coro 1 vez)

Se va, se va, se va, el rockanrolero,

que tiene muchos aplausos,

pero en el bolsillo nada de dinero,

yo como Hernán Cortez queme mis naves,

para no poderme regresar.

Song translation

I'm a poor rock'n'roller

that I barely have to live,

my family is pressuring me,

they want me to change my existence,

they want me to cut my hair

and to wear more formal footwear,

to leave the guitar

and get me to work.

(chorus)

But I have a strange talent for being able to describe,

what happens inside, deep inside of me.

They have dressed me in a jacket and tie

and even with a cashmere suit,

but I feel that they kill me,

They are a prison for me

I like to walk on a dog's leg

and go rolling around,

Although I don't earn much money,

Oh my gosh, I'm so happy!

(chorus 2 times)

They ask me if I'm not afraid

but I am afraid of old age,

I don't depend on money

but of the joy of living.

I only ask God

free me from frustration,

of oblivion and abandonment,

don't forget about rockanroll.

(chorus 1 time)

He leaves, he leaves, he leaves, the rockanrolero,

that he has a lot of applause,

but in the pocket no money,

I, like Hernán Cortez, burn my ships,

so I can't go back.

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