Luis Eduardo Aute — El Basilisco song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "El Basilisco" by Luis Eduardo Aute.
Lyrics
Y bien dice el refrán que quien avisa no es traidor
Por eso no se dude de la gracia de este aviso
Que advierte que se asoma el funeral del cazador
De mirlos blancos resignados al vuelo sumiso
Que duerma, que duerma…
Lejos del aprisco
El Basilisco
La veda que una banda de bandidos levantó
Sin límites de coto ni respeto al calendario
Está agotando la última paciencia del reloj
Que empieza a hacer recuento de las piezas del osario
Que duerma, que duerma…
Lejos del aprisco
El Basilisco
Sería conveniente que el soberbio sanedrín
Pensara en no comerse los despojos del banquete
Por si en algún momento apareciera San Martín
Buscando al cerdo más cebado a punta de machete
Que duerma, que duerma…
Lejos del aprisco
El Basilisco
Cuidado con la Bestia que dormita en su rincón
No sea que despierte de su insomnio aletargado
E imponga su justicia por la vía del Talión
Sin juez y sin balanza y con la espada del jurado
Que duerma, que duerma…
Lejos del aprisco
El Basilisco
Lejos del aprisco
El Basilisco
Lyrics translation
Well, the saying goes that whoever warns is not a traitor.
So don't hesitate about the grace of this notice
Warning that the Hunter's funeral is looming
From blackbirds resigned to submissive flight
Let him sleep, let him sleep…
Away from the fold
The Basilisk
The fence that a band of bandits lifted
No limits on quota or timetable
It's exhausting the last patience of the watch.
That begins to count the pieces of the ossuary
Let him sleep, let him sleep…
Away from the fold
The Basilisk
It would be desirable for the superb Sanhedrin
He'll think about not eating the spoils of the banquet
Just in case St. Martin ever shows up
Looking for the most prized pig at punta de machete
Let him sleep, let him sleep…
Away from the fold
The Basilisk
Watch out for the sleeping beast in his corner
Don't let him wake up from his lethargic insomnia
And impose his righteousness by the way of the Talion
Without Judge and without balance and with the sword of the jury
Let him sleep, let him sleep…
Away from the fold
The Basilisk
Away from the fold
The Basilisk