Koma — Con Botas Sucias song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Con Botas Sucias" by Koma.
Lyrics
Tienes once años y pareces una vieja
Sigues prisionera de tus gustos ancestrales
Mueves tus resortes para hacer todos los males
Siempre te alimentas de los vicios nacionales
¡No te importa nada!, ¡No te importa nada!
Y me sancionas, y me presionas, y distorsionas
Yo tu prisionero he dejado de ser
Pues me he librado a tiempo de tí
Y una pesadilla ya nunca serás
De mis sueños te alejarás
Tienes marionetas que manejas a tu antojo
No te importa nada con tal de ensanchar tu imperio
Siempre disimulas para que eso no se diga
Pero está muy claro que todo eso te da vida
¡No te importa nada!, ¡no te importa nada!
Y me sancionas, y me presionas, y distorsionas
Yo tu prisionero he dejado de ser
Pues me he librado a tiempo de ti
Y una pesadilla ya nunca serás
De mis sueños te alejarás
Yo tu prisionero he dejado de ser
Pues me he librado a tiempo de ti
Y una pesadilla ya nunca serás
De mis sueños te alejarás
Vendes lo que sea siempre y cuando dé dinero
Quemas lo que sea si es que eso te hace rica
En cualquier momento haces gala de tu astucia
Naciste, morirás, vives con las botas sucias
¡No te importa nada!, ¡No te importa nada!
Y me sancionas, y me presionas, y distorsionas
Yo tu prisionero he dejado de ser
Pues me he librado a tiempo de ti
Y una pesadilla ya nunca serás
De mis sueños te alejarás
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Lyrics translation
You're Eleven and you look like an old woman.
You're still a prisoner of your ancestral tastes
You move your springs to do all the evils
You always feed on national vices
You don't care about anything! You don't care about anything!
And you punish me, and you pressure me, and you distort
I am no longer your prisoner
Well, I got rid of you in time.
And a nightmare you'll never be again
From my dreams you will walk away
You have puppets that you handle at will
You don't care about anything to expand your empire
You always cover up so that's not said.
But it is very clear that all this gives you life
You don't care about anything! you don't care about anything!
And you punish me, and you pressure me, and you distort
I am no longer your prisoner
Well, I got rid of you in time.
And a nightmare you'll never be again
From my dreams you will walk away
I am no longer your prisoner
Well, I got rid of you in time.
And a nightmare you'll never be again
From my dreams you will walk away
You sell anything as long as you give money
Burn anything if that makes you rich
At any moment you show off your cunning
You were born, you will die, you live in dirty boots
You don't care about anything! You don't care about anything!
And you punish me, and you pressure me, and you distort
I am no longer your prisoner
Well, I got rid of you in time.
And a nightmare you'll never be again
From my dreams you will walk away
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