Huecco — Tacones Baratos song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Tacones Baratos" by Huecco.
Lyrics
Hoy es el da de los muertos en vida
Donde este pobre corazіn resucita
Cinco meses deborao por las termitas
Como esa podrida y vieja silla
Hoy vi cruzar a esa chica sencilla
Guapa de cara Rica de alma
De esas que no se olvidan
Belleza callada y mirada recogida
Ojos que ponen la zancadilla
Quiero olvidar, quiero probar
Quiero olvidar, quiero probar
Quiero probar el rojo de tus labios
Quiero gastar mi vida entre tus brazos
Esos tacones baratos
Mira ya estas cerca otra vez
Si tє me dices ven con lindas sonrisas
Y yo te digo ten mis manos te acarician
Y me dices bien Que rica la vida
Y yo te digo arriba arriba arriba
Me resbalo en tu piel Y exprimimos los labios
Mira tus piernas morenas Con tacones baratos
Diosa que has triturado esta rutina
Descongelados calendarios y horas asesinas
De pies gordos y noches cojas que no caminan
De aquella imb (c)cil a la que di mi vida
Ac (c)rcate y abre esta botella vaca
Ya no queda demasiado corazіn
Ya no quedan palabras bonitas
Tu no la ves pero mi alma respira
Y me gustas chiquilla
Quiero olvidar, quiero probar
Quiero olvidar, quiero probar
Quiero probar el rojo de tus labios
Quiero gastar mi vida entre tus brazos
Esos tacones baratos
Mira ya estЎs cerca otra vez
Si tє me dices ven con lindas sonrisas
Y yo te digo ten mis manos te acarician
Y me dices bien Que rica la vida
Y yo te digo arriba arriba arriba
Me resbalo en tu piel Y exprimimos los labios
Mira tus piernas morenas Con tacones baratos
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Lyrics translation
Today is the day of the dead in life
Where this poor corazin resurrects
Five months deborao for termites
Like that rotten old chair
I saw that simple girl Cross today
Beautiful Soul Rich face
The ones you don't forget
Quiet beauty and collected look
Eyes that set the stride
I want to forget, I want to try
I want to forget, I want to try
I want to try the red of your lips
I want to spend my life in your arms
Those cheap heels
Look, you're close again.
If you tell me come with nice smiles
And I tell you have my hands caress you
And you tell me well that rich life
And I tell you up up up
I slip into your skin and squeeze the lips
Look at your brunette legs in cheap heels
Goddess you've crushed this routine
Thawed calendars and killer hours
Of fat feet and lame nights that don't walk
Of that imb (c)cil to which I gave my life
Ac (c)rcate and open this cow bottle
There's not too much heart left.
No more pretty words
You don't see it but my soul breathes
And I like you, little girl.
I want to forget, I want to try
I want to forget, I want to try
I want to try the red of your lips
I want to spend my life in your arms
Those cheap heels
Look, you're close again.
If you tell me come with nice smiles
And I tell you have my hands caress you
And you tell me well that rich life
And I tell you up up up
I slip into your skin and squeeze the lips
Look at your brunette legs in cheap heels
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