Babasonicos — Sátiro song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Sátiro" by Babasonicos.
Lyrics
Cerdos, no se escondan ms Salgan a explotar sus barrigas enemigas
Muestren dnde guardan sus futuras
Herederas
Ahora empiezo
Voy por tu hija
A toda prisa
Y las har mi haren
Stiro, stiro, stiro, stiro, stiro,
Stiro, stiro, stiro, stiro, stiro.
Camarada prisionero te someter
Luego la fatal creciente te acunar
Ahora empiezo
Voy por tu hija
A toda prisa
Y las har mi haren
Stiro, stiro, stiro, stiro, stiro,
Stiro, stiro, stiro, stiro, stiro.
Fuedos, seores del feudo
Tu villa est sitiada, voy cruzando la foza
El hambre me deforma y el celo me acosa
Ahora empiezo
Voy por tu hija
A toda prisa
Y las har mi haren
Stiro, stiro, stiro, stiro, stiro,
Stiro, stiro, stiro, stiro, stiro.
Cada uno de tu raza que convenza
Es mi victoria.
Lyrics translation
Pigs, don't hide but go out and blow up your enemy bellies
Show dnde save your futures
Heir
Now I start
I'm going for your daughter.
In a hurry
And the har my haren
Ironing, ironing, ironing, ironing, ironing,
Ironing, ironing, ironing, ironing, ironing.
Comrade prisoner subdue you
Then the fatal rising you crave
Now I start
I'm going for your daughter.
In a hurry
And the har my haren
Ironing, ironing, ironing, ironing, ironing,
Ironing, ironing, ironing, ironing, ironing.
Fuedos, Lords of the fiefdom
Your villa is under siege, I'm crossing the hole
Hunger deforms me and zeal haunts me
Now I start
I'm going for your daughter.
In a hurry
And the har my haren
Ironing, ironing, ironing, ironing, ironing,
Ironing, ironing, ironing, ironing, ironing.
Every one of your race that convinces
It's my victory.