Cri-Cri — El Calendario song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "El Calendario" by Cri-Cri.
Lyrics
Los dias se van
El pobre Calendario
Se siente adelgazar
De modo extraordinario
Sus hojas de papel
Se las arranca el tiempo
Y tiene sentimiento
Porque ya se va a acabar
El conejo Chúchus
Ya tiene bigotes
Usa pantalones
Grandotes, grandotes
Va por la banqueta
Silbando, silbando
Y dice doña Zorra
Que ya lo vio fumando
El conejo Chúchus
Ya escribe versitos
A una conejita
De ojos bonitos
¡Cuántas cosas pasan
Y cuántas pasarán
Mientras el Calendario
Se siente adelgazar!
El conejo Chúchus
Ya no es el de antes
Sólo le preocupa
La ropa elegante
Y sus ilusiones
Cambiaron de meta
Pasa días enteros
Soñando motonetas
El conejo Chúchus
Creció muy altote
Ya no quiere cuentos
Prefiere deportes
¡Cuántas cosas pasan
Y cuántas pasarán
Mientras el Calendario
Se siente adelgazar!
Lyrics translation
The days go by
The poor calendar
Feel slimming
In an extraordinary way
Their sheets of paper
Time rips them off
And he has a feeling
'Cause it's gonna be over.
The Chuchus rabbit
He's got moustaches.
Wear pants
Big boys, big boys
He's on the bench.
Whistling, whistling
And says Dona bitch
Who already saw him smoking
The Chuchus rabbit
He's already writing verses.
To a bunny
Pretty-eyed
How many things happen
And how many will pass
While the calendar
Feel slimming!
The Chuchus rabbit
It's not the old one anymore.
He's just worried.
Stylish clothes
And their illusions
They changed goals.
Spend whole days
Dreaming mopeds
The Chuchus rabbit
It grew very tall
He doesn't want stories anymore.
Prefer sports
How many things happen
And how many will pass
While the calendar
Feel slimming!