Dr. Sapo — Bajo el Sol song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Bajo el Sol" by Dr. Sapo.
Lyrics
Soy un bicho azul que se perdió en un campo colorao,
soy de la legión, me duermo en la trinchera,
y a la hoguera voy,
porque un pitufo sin seta, ni es pitufo ni es na,
perdona, no llevo receta.
Soy un vendedor sin vocación
para engañar al personal,
un barba azul con tibia y calavera,
y a la ruina voy!
porque un pastor sin ovejas, no se gana ni el pan,
perdona si aún voy en primera.
Y es que bajo el sol.
Hay tantas cosas,
tantos bichos con vida,
tanto amor sin medida y yo se
que la verdad no se olvida
aunque duela la herida
y nos hayan pillao sin carné,
porque bajo el sol.
Y a la hoguera voy!
y un caracol con muletas no se puede escapar,
perdona si aún voy en primera.
Y es que bajo el sol.
Hay tantas cosas,
tantos bichos con vida,
tanto amor sin medida y yo se,
que la verdad no se olvida
aunque duela la herida
y nos hayan pillao sin carné.
Hay tantas cosas bonitas,
hay tantos bichos con vida, yo se,
que la verdad no se olvida
aunque duela la herida
y nos hayan pillao sin carné,
porque bajo el sol hay una canción.
Lyrics translation
I'm a blue bug that got lost in a colorao field,
I'm from the Legion, I sleep in the trench,
and to the stake I go,
because a Smurf without mushroom is neither Smurf nor na,
sorry, I don't have a prescription.
I'm a salesman with no vocation
to deceive the staff,
a blue beard with lukewarm and skull,
and to ruin I go!
for a shepherd without sheep cannot earn bread,
I'm sorry if I'm still in first.
And it's under the sun.
There are so many things,
so many bugs alive,
so much love without measure and I will
that the truth is not forgotten
although the wound hurts
and we got caught without a license,
because under the sun.
And I'm going to the stake!
and a snail with crutches can not escape,
I'm sorry if I'm still in first.
And it's under the sun.
There are so many things,
so many bugs alive,
so much love without measure and I will,
that the truth is not forgotten
although the wound hurts
and we got caught without a license.
There are so many beautiful things,
there are so many bugs alive, I know,
that the truth is not forgotten
although the wound hurts
and we got caught without a license,
because under the sun there's a song.