El Halcon De La Sierra — Pajarillo song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Pajarillo" by El Halcon De La Sierra.
Lyrics
Maquillaje de mil husaba a diario
Y vendia su piel a precio caro
De las ocho alas dies
De una esquina era joven y fiel
Era rosa y espina y se llamaba nose
Nunca lo supe nunca le pregunte
Nunca dispuse de su cuerpo y su piel
Era un mocoso y solo le mire
De poso en poso
Y era un pajarillo de blancas alas
De balcon en balcon
De plasa en plasa
Vendedora de amor
Y ofrecedora para el major postor
De su tonada
(y alli te va chiuquita para que te acuerdes)
Cinco inviernos pasaron y alli seguia
La misma hora de ayer
La misma esquina
La rosa no ceno donde se iria
Se llamaba nose
Y sonreia y sonreia al pasar de los mirones
La podia aquel parar
Noche tras noche
Y varias veces se la llevaron presa
Y canto su cansion tras de las rajas
Y era un pajarillo de blancas alas
De balcon en balcon
De plasa en plasa
Vendedora de amor
Y ofrecedora para el mejor postor
De su tonada
Se le arrugo la piel
Y el maquillage suficiente no fue
Para taparle la huella que dejo
El sexto invierno y se le acabo el color
Y hasta el aliento
Y era un pajarillo de blancas alas
De balcon en balcon
De plasa en plasa
Vendedora de amor
Y ofrecedora para el mejor postor
De su tonaddaaa
Y era un pajarillo de blancas alas
De balcon en balcon
De plasa en plasa
Vendedora de amor
Y ofrecedora para el mejor postor
De su tonaddaaa
Lyrics translation
Make-up of a thousand husaba daily
And he sold his skin at an expensive price
Of the eight dies wings
From a corner was young and faithful
It was pink and Thorn and it was called nose
I never knew. I never asked him.
I never disposed of his body and his skin
He was a brat and I just looked at him.
From pose to pose
And it was a little bird with white wings
From balcony to balcony
From net to net
Saleswoman of love
And offering to the highest bidder
Of its tonada
(and there you go chiuquita for you to remember)
Five winters passed and there it was
Same time yesterday
Same corner
The Rose did not dine where it would go
His name was nose.
And smile and smile as you pass by the Peeping Tom
Could that stop her
Night after night
And several times they took her away
And I sing his tiredness behind the slits
And it was a little bird with white wings
From balcony to balcony
From net to net
Saleswoman of love
And offering for the highest bidder
Of its tonada
His skin is wrinkled
And The enough maquillage was not
To cover the footprint I left
The sixth winter and he ran out of color
And even the breath
And it was a little bird with white wings
From balcony to balcony
From net to net
Saleswoman of love
And offering for the highest bidder
From your tonaddaaa
And it was a little bird with white wings
From balcony to balcony
From net to net
Saleswoman of love
And offering for the highest bidder
From your tonaddaaa