A keresés eredménye

Baracunatana

Versions: #1
I don't take to my house
a baracunatana woman
because they might think
that I'm crazy crazycrazycray
last night I saw you
there was another one hitting on you
you mounted his bike
he gave you some chewing gum and cookie
he turned on his motor-scooter
and you went with the monkey
on the jeans, the overall and the jacket
 
Lalalala lalalala
That's why you are garulla retrechera
abeja bergaja fulera guaricha
baracunata cucharami
baracunata baracunatana
and with the monkey of the bike
there were 9 that she had
and serenaded her
 
I don't take to my house
a baracunatana woman
because they may think
that I'm crazy crazycrazycray
last night I saw you
there was another one hitting on you
you mounted his bike
he gave you some chewing gum and cookie
he turned on his motor-scooter
and you went with the monkey
on the jeans, the overall and the jacket
 
lalalala lalalala
that's why you are garulla retrechera
abeja bergaja fulera guaricha
garosa morronga farisea gorzobia
baracunata cucharami
baracunata baracunatana
and with the monkey of the bike
there were 9 that she had
and serenaded her
 
Yes, ma'am
 

Little Rock 'n' Roll Flower

Versions: #2
Why throw flowers
if you are a garden?
With those scents,
I feel like dying.
 
Little rock ‘n’ roll flower,*
you asked for it,
for awakening my passion.
You set me ablaze,**
unforgiving.
I will put you in a pot.
 
Why give kisses,
my wallflower?
With those colors,
I pale.
 
Little rock ‘n’ roll flower,
you asked for it,
for awakening my passion.
You set me ablaze,
unforgiving.
I will put you in a pot.
 
Why transplant yourself
to my heart?
Why not cut yourself
off from the rain?
 
Little rock ‘n’ roll flower,
you asked for it,
for awakening my passion.
You set me ablaze,
unforgiving.
I will put you in a pot.
 
Look, you wear innocence
on the surface of your skin,***
and besides, you are always
as fresh as a daisy.****
 
I am the hummingbird
who drinks up all of your honey.
I am the hummingbird
who drinks up all of your honey.
I am the hummingbird.
 
Little rock ‘n’ roll flower,
you asked for it,
for awakening my passion.
You set me ablaze,
unforgiving.
I will put you in a pot.
 
Little rock ‘n’ roll flower,
you asked for it,
for awakening my passion.
You set me ablaze,
unforgiving.
I will put you in a pot.
 
Little rock ‘n’ roll flower,
you asked for it.
You set me ablaze,
unforgiving.
 

Jigsaw puzzle

Is that they were, were your hugs
that like saber wounds shattered me
sharp were your looks
I was left torn apart and drowned in crying.
Red and mad, the flame of your mouth
it burned me, and it's my time to quench.
 
I begin a new life
a jigsaw puzzle I have to work on
Far away, away from his influence
that cruel smell that invaded my being.
 
From the weeds came out your promises
germinating sadness in my head.
Your nasty deed took me by surprise,
to hurt, you're very skilled.
How delightful were your caresses
bad news, they were pure malice.
 
I don't want to run towards to you anymore,
I don't want to scream your name anymore.
 
Far away, away from his influence
his love was almost death.
 

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The peg

Your eyes are two headlights
That shine on the garbage dumps
Your feet are two pegs
To tie a lot of cows
Your hair is like a mop
Messy dirty and ugly
Your heart doesn't beat
And is as dangerous as dynamite
 
So long, see you
May a car crash you
May a lighting strikes you
May a train splashes you
 
So long, see you
May a dog bite you
May you be taken by the devil
And marquis skull
 
Your twisted brain,
Is a nest of snakes.
Your stomach doesn't feel hungry,
The excess of bile
Caused it a cramp
Your hands know karate,
May God don't let them kill me
You're a bad fortune bird
If I don't get far I'll die
 
So long, see you
May a car crash you
May a lighting strikes you
May a train splashes you
 
So long, see you
May a dog bite you
May you be taken by the devil
And marquis skull
 
You're not a person
You're only a beast
And I love you till death
I love you dead
 

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Point Blank

Let's not go point blank,
'cause we don't feel it, it doesn't suit us
We're already bursting with
so much irrational fury
 
Heavy bullets, poison iron,
unnatural deaths
Horror tales, I condemn them
so, oh well, the Nobel Peace Prize
 
No more, no more pulling the trigger
No more, no more, stop shooting
Where did so much cold blood come from?
Always tempted with the afterlife
 
No more, no more pulling the trigger
No more, no more, stop shooting
No more, no more pulling the trigger
No more, no more, stop shooting
 
Not so much lead, gentlemen,
so another funeral doesn't touch us
How many of us will stay calm?
End the shooting, I'll say no more
 
No more, no more pulling the trigger
No more, no more, stop shooting
Where did so much cold blood come from?
Always tempted with the afterlife
 
No more, no more pulling the trigger
No more, no more, stop shooting
No more, no more pulling the trigger
No more, no more, stop shooting
 
Cold blood no, brave yes
Cold blood no, brave yes
 
No more, no more, stop shooting
 

Serious Little Thing

Some what's-his-name was yelling at me,
if I were an ice cream he'd have been sucking me
Another one said I'm a dog,
well, I'll go and bury your bones
 
The super brute has no respect
I flipped over and pegged him in the face
It's 'cause I'm a serious little thing
It's 'cause I'm a serious little thing
 
I don't mince words, I'll get over what they'll say
I don't mince words, I'll get over what they'll say
 
Serious little thing
Serious little thing
Serious little thing
 
In the newspaper it came out that even more of this happened to him
For going around making dirty catcalls, his mushroom head got cut off
And although a bit exaggerated, I think he was looking for it
It's 'cause I'm a serious little thing
It's 'cause I'm a serious little thing
 
I don't mince words, I'll get over what they'll say
I don't mince words, I'll get over what they'll say
 
Serious little thing
[repeat]
 

The Album

The insides of my eyelids
Focus on your face
Your memory rings like an echo
In my underground orchid garden
Your absence opens a hole
In the middle of my chest
And just closing my eyes
I see you in every blink
 
Only your photos fill the album in my head
Only your photos fill the album in my head
 
An ID photo, a poster on my wall
Only your photos fill the album in my head
Only your photos fill the album in my head
Photo in my head and in my wallet
 
In the darkroom far away
I reveal and amplify the past
Though I saved the negatives
I can reproduce you at my side
So absent and so present
Indelible in my mind
You print your features on me
 
Only your photos fill the album in my head
Only your photos fill the album in my head
Perfect framing, harmonious composition
Only your photos fill the album in my head
 
O, because only your photos
Fill the album in my head
In black and white or in color, they shoot my emotion
Only your photos fill the album in my head
I don't need flash though it's night
Why don't you turn off? You're an outpouring of light
 
Only your photos fill the album in my head
One with a landscape, unforgettable trip
And that whole-body shot, signed with an 'I love you'
Only your photos fill the album in my head