Bersuit Vergarabat — Homenaje a los locos del borda song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Homenaje a los locos del borda" by Bersuit Vergarabat.
Lyrics
La historia, no recordará
A esos espectros‚ que andan solos con su alma
Cabalgan‚ cabalgan‚ cabalgan en sus fantasías
Persiguen lo deseable y no se frenan con drogas inyectables
Mirando arriba esperando a alguien bajar, sin dientes
Como si la vida les quitara voracidad
El vientre tan hinchado de comer verdades
Avanzan, avanzan‚ avanzan sin popularidad
No necesitan trámites para acceder a la vida
El pueblo esta dispuesto a perdonar a un terrible asesino
Pero siempre escupirán en la cara del que piense distinto
Aunque cante a veces
Tengo la impresión de que la gente escucha las frases que acompañan su caída
Miro mi guitarra y la veo tan inútil
Me arranco la garganta y quiero gritar
Un auto es más acariciado que un hombre extraño
Me arranco la garganta y quiero gritar
Un auto es más acariciado que un hombre extraño
Lyrics translation
History, you won't remember
To those wraith who walk alone with their soul
Ride 'ride' ride in your fantasies
They pursue what is desirable and do not stop with injecting drugs
Looking up waiting for someone to come down, no teeth
As if life took away their voracity
The belly so swollen from eating truths
Advance, advance ' advance without popularity
They don't need paperwork to access life
The people are willing to forgive a terrible murderer
But they'll always spit in the face of anyone who thinks differently
Even though I sing sometimes
I have the impression that people hear the phrases that accompany his fall
I look at my guitar and I see it so useless
I tear my throat out and I want to scream
A car is more fondled than a strange man
I tear my throat out and I want to scream
A car is more fondled than a strange man