Alberto Fortis — Plastic Mexico song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Plastic Mexico" by Alberto Fortis.
Lyrics
L, pi in l, nel Mexico, fine tra di noi
oh baby non parlare, continua ad atterrare
io non so se ti amo pi, tu mi hai detto stop
ma un viaggio ci fa bene per stare ancora insieme:
hai mai pensato al Nord America, lontano da qui
Tutti in piedi, dritti in fronte a me,
buongiorno cari amici, io dei Maya sono il re torno al mondo per ricordarvi che
ballare a N.Y.City oggi il meglio che c'
amor, amor, amor non c’entro pi solo la lingua giapponese e tutti in giacca blu
salire sul metr, dopo dire sempre s:
1,2,3,1,2,3,4, eh!
L, pi in l, nel Mexico, fine tra di noi
fanculo le bandiere, i popoli e le sere
Non sopporto un uomo in pi e non sopporto chi
si sega in un pianeta di carni bianche e seta
Oh Angela, tu non sai dove:
hai mai pensato al Nord America, lontano da qui
ol, ol, ol, torero del Bronx, stile pret--porter
immagine sul ponte di un baffuto gigol
e voil nuova moda «rtro»
radio Camarito a radio Capital,
bombe silenziose e tori pr-natal,
radio qua, radio l, radio perch
ad Acapulco c' un posto per te Stop col sole, stop coi viaggi chic
tutto uguale, viaggio meglio al Plastic
Ma Brooklyn dov', Brooklyn dov', eh Visitando il Mexico
Lyrics translation
L, pi in L, in Mexico, end between us
Oh baby Don't talk, keep landing
I don't know if I love you pi, you told me stop
but a trip is good for us to be together again:
have you ever thought about North America, far from here
All standing, straight in front of me,
good morning dear friends, I of the Maya are the King I return to the world to remind you that
dancing in N.Y. City today the best there is
amor, amor, amor is not within pi only the Japanese language and all in blue jacket
get on the metr, after always say s:
1,2,3,1,2,3,4, eh!
L, pi in L, in Mexico, end between us
fuck the flags, the peoples and the evenings
I can't stand a man in pi and I can't stand a man
he wanks himself on a planet of white meat and Silk
Oh Angela, You don't know where:
have you ever thought about North America, far from here
ol, ol, ol, Bronx bullfighter, Pret-porter style
picture on the bridge of a mustachioed gigol
and voil new fashion " rtro»
Radio Camarito to radio Capital,
silent bombs and pr-natal Bulls,
radio qua, Radio l, radio perch
in Acapulco there is a place for you Stop with the sun, stop with the chic trips
all the same, I travel better to Plastic
But Brooklyn dov', Brooklyn dov', eh visiting Mexico