Arbolito — La Costumbre song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "La Costumbre" by Arbolito.
Lyrics
A la tristeza te acostumbras
A rutina te acostumbras
A la pobreza te acostumbras
A la derrota tambien te acostumbras
A la bobera te acostumbras
A no ser nadie te acostumbras
A amar de culpas te acostumbras
A ser esclavo tambien te acostumbras
A comer mierda te acostumbras
A la hamburguesa te acostumbras
Al sexo frio te acostumbras
Al maltrato tambien te acostumbras
A la violencia te acostumbras
Al noticiero te acostumbras
A la careta te acostumbras
A la mentira tambien te acostumbras
Pero diciembre existio
Esta en rinconcito del alma buena
Y como octubre mi amor
Esa son cosas que vuelven
Que vuelven y ya
Ooohohhhhohhooooooooooooh…
A fumar faso te acostumbras
A tomar mate te acostumbras
A hacer clas compras te acostumbras
A ser un seco tambien te acostostumbras
Al aire enfermo de la ciudad
Al vino malo y a la resaca
Que te caguen te acostumbras
A cualquuier moda tambien te acostumbras
Y se tenian que ir
Pero la costumbre es tan fuerte nena
Que aun estan ahi
Hasta que explote
Espera y veras!
Ooooohooooooooohhhh oooooooohhhhhhh!
(nunca me acotumbrare)
A esa señora buscando basura en la puerta de mi casa
(nunca me acostumbrare)
A tu carita de hambre pidiendome algo para comer
(nunca me acostumbrare)
A tu barrio de lujo en frente de la villa
Nunca me acostumbrare!
…(nunca me acostumbrare)
A ver tu banco vacio en la escuela
Fuiste a trabajar…
Lyrics translation
To sadness you get used to
A routine you get used to
To poverty you get used to
To defeat you also get used to
You get used to silly things.
Unless you're nobody, you get used to it.
To love of guilt you get used to
To be a slave you also get used to
Eat shit you get used to
The burger you get used to
To cold sex you get used to
You get used to mistreatment, too.
To violence you get used to
You get used to the news.
To the grimace you get used to
You get used to lying too
But December existed
It's in the corner of the good soul
And like October my love
Those are things that come back
They come back and already
Ooohohhhhhohhooooooooooooh…
To smoke faso you get used to
To take mate you get used to
To do clas shopping you get used to
To be a dry too you get used to darkness
To the sick air of the city
To bad wine and hangover
Shit you get used to
To any fashion you also get used to
And they had to go
But the habit is so strong baby
That they're still there
Until it explodes
Wait and see!
Ooooohooooooooohhhhh oooooooohhhhhhh!
(I'll never fall asleep)
That lady looking for garbage at my door
(I'll never get used to it)
To your hungry little face asking me for something to eat
(I'll never get used to it)
To your luxury neighborhood in front of the villa
I'll never get used to it!
... (I'll never get used to it)
To see your empty bench at school
You went to work.…