Carlos Varela — Hombre De Silicona song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Hombre De Silicona" by Carlos Varela.
Lyrics
El tipo se pinch la dosis de Silicona,
sus pechos empezaron a crecer,
soaba con tener los senos de Madonna,
soaba con las piernas de Cher.
El era hombre, l era hombre
pero tena un corazn de mujer.
Estaba preso dentro de su mismo cuerpo
sin poder escapar del dolor,
su sexo que importaba si era falso o cierto
si ya viva con la ilusin.
El era libre, l era libre
pero soaba con dejar la prisin.
En el barrio lo miraban de una forma extraa
por eso apenas se asomaba a su balcn.
Sus amantes le decan: la mujer araa,
pero en la calle le gritaban: maricn.
Coleccionaba los filmes de Almodvar
y las revistas prohibidas por la ley,
aquella noche todo termin en su alcoba,
la muerte le bes los labios como un gay.
El era hombre, l era hombre
pero tena un corazn de mujer.
Es duro vivir as, es duro vivir muriendo
es duro morir viviendo, es duro vivir.
Es duro morir as, es duro morir viviendo
es duro vivir muriendo, es duro morir.
El tipo se pinch la dosis de Silicona,
sus pechos empezaron a crecer,
soaba con tener los senos de Madonna,
soaba con las piernas de Cher.
Estaba preso dentro de su mismo cuerpo
sin poder escapar del dolor,
su sexo que importaba si era falso o cierto
si ya mora con la ilusin.
El era libre, l era libre
pero soaba con dejar la prisin.
Lyrics translation
The type will pinch the dose of silicone,
her breasts began to grow,
it sounded like having Madonna's breasts,
it sounded like Cher's legs.
He was a man, I was a man
but have a woman's heart.
He was imprisoned inside his own body.
unable to escape the pain,
their sex that mattered whether it was false or true
if you already live with the illusion.
He was free, I was free
but it sounded like leaving the prison.
In the neighborhood they looked at him in an extraordinary way
that's why he barely peered into his balcony.
His lovers Dean: the woman araa,
but on the street they shouted: maricn.
He collected Almodvar's films
and magazines prohibited by law,
that night everything ended in his bedroom,
death kisses his lips like a gay.
He was a man, I was a man
but have a woman's heart.
It's hard to live ace, it's hard to live dying
it's hard to die living, it's hard to live.
It's hard to die ace, it's hard to die living
it's hard to live dying, it's hard to die.
The type will pinch the dose of silicone,
her breasts began to grow,
it sounded like having Madonna's breasts,
it sounded like Cher's legs.
He was imprisoned inside his own body.
unable to escape the pain,
their sex that mattered whether it was false or true
if you already live with the illusion.
He was free, I was free
but it sounded like leaving the prison.