La Vida Boheme — I.P.O.S.T.E.L song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "I.P.O.S.T.E.L" by La Vida Boheme.
Lyrics
Caras rotas que sueñan con rosas
Que no llegan a nacer…
Cartas bombas que explotan tan sordas
Soñando poder, poder…
Poder, poder, poder, poder, poder!
Nuestro arte, nuestra arma
Olvida todo lo que aprendiste y vuelve a aprender…
Para olvidar otra vez
Admira el reverso de tus pupilas
Siendo cortinas al sol
Abre los ojos y mira al cañón
Permíteme ilustrarte en el tema
Cariño, el fusil nos espera
25 pasos antes de morir
No te culpo, ignorante
Nuestro arte, nuestra arma
Olvida todo lo que aprendiste y vuelve a aprender…
Para olvidar otra vez
Admira el reverso de tus pupilas
Siendo cortinas al sol
Abre los ojos y mira al cañón
Permíteme ilustrarte en el tema
Cariño, el fusil nos espera
25 pasos antes de morir
No te culpo, ignorante
Lyrics translation
Broken faces dreaming of roses
That do not come to be born…
Cards bombs that explode so deaf
Dreaming power, power…
Power, Power, Power, Power, Power!
Our art, our weapon
Forget everything you've learned and learn again…
To forget again
Admire the back of your pupils
Being curtains in the sun
Open your eyes and look at the cannon
Let me enlighten you on the subject
Honey, the rifle's waiting for us.
25 steps before dying
I don't blame you, ignorant
Our art, our weapon
Forget everything you've learned and learn again…
To forget again
Admire the back of your pupils
Being curtains in the sun
Open your eyes and look at the cannon
Let me enlighten you on the subject
Honey, the rifle's waiting for us.
25 steps before dying
I don't blame you, ignorant