La Fuga — A deshora song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "A deshora" by La Fuga.
Lyrics
A deshora me levanto, apuro una sonrisa
A deshora me acost©, no tena prisa
Anoche no era yo, un mi (c)rcoles normal
Vimos salir el sol, quemamos la ciudad
Duerme el madrugador, yo me siento fatal
Rompe el despertador, diles que no vas a currar,
Que anoche lo pasaste bien, que estЎs jodida de aguantar
Que el jefe diga que no vales para nada.
Recorreremos la ciudad, como ayer
Nos cerrarЎn los bares,
Nos cerrarЎn las calles
Recorreremos la ciudad, como ayer
Nos cerrarЎn los parques,
Nos negarЎn las llaves.
A las siete siempre en pie, aparece el mal humor.
Con suerte, volverЎs a las seis de aguantar un dictador.
Pero ha llegado la noche, ahora te sientes bien,
Ya no te pesan tanto tus 33.
Ya no molesta el sol, todo puede ir genial
Rompe el despertador, diles que no vas a currar
Que hoy lo pasarЎs muy bien, que estas jodida de aguantar
Que el jefe te diga que no sirves para nada.
Ll (c)nate el bolso de ilusiіn.
ЎAgЎrrate!, la noche es de los dos.
condenada a trabajos forzosos sin haber cometido delito alguno
Lyrics translation
To deshora I get up, hurry a smile
A deshora acost©, do not hurry
Last night it wasn't me, a normal mi (C)rcoles
We saw the sun rise, we burned the city
The early riser sleeps, I feel terrible
Break the alarm, tell them you're not working,
That you had a good time last night, that you're so fucked up
Have the boss say you're worthless.
We will tour the city, like yesterday
We'll close the bars,
We'll close the streets
We will tour the city, like yesterday
We'll close the parks,
They're denying us the keys.
At Seven, always standing, a bad mood appears.
Hopefully, you'll be back at six to put up with a dictator.
But the night has come, now you feel good,
You don't weigh your 33s that much anymore.
It doesn't bother the sun anymore, everything can go great
Break the alarm, tell them you're not working
That today you have a great time, that you're fucking holding up
Have the boss tell you you're useless.
Ll (c)nate the bag of illusiin.
YAgYrrate! the night is for both of us.
sentenced to forced labour without having committed any crime