Iguana Tango — Manos arriba song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Manos arriba" by Iguana Tango.
Lyrics
No es que sea fuego
Es que ya he ardido
No es que este buscando
Es que me he perdido
No es que este volando
Es que estoy colgado de ti
No es que oigas tiros
Es mi bala perdida
No es que huela a sangre
Es una vieja herida
No es que este borracho
Es que estoy colgado de ti
Manos arriba, dame una salida
Al lugar donde no se hable de ti
Manos arriba, dame morfina
Que te largues pronto, déjame vivir
No es que sea urgente
Es que tengo prisa
No soy impreciso
Es que voy sin medida
No es que este colgado
Es que también estoy borracho de ti
No es que tenga fiebre, ya venia caliente
No me siento solo, es que hay mucha gente
Aun esta reciente, intermitente
Y yo colgado de ti. De ti
Manos arriba, dame una salida
Al lugar donde no se hable de ti
Manos arriba, dame morfina
Que te largues pronto, déjame vivir
No es que me partieran el corazón
Es que solo hay cáscaras
No es que ya no sea el mismo
Es que cambie la mascara
Y no es que este borracho
Es que estoy colgado de ti…
No es que este colgado
Es que estoy borracho
Manos arriba
Dame una salida
Manos arriba
Manos arriba, dame una salida
Al lugar donde no se hable de ti
Manos arriba, dame morfina
Que te largues pronto déjame vivir…
Déjame vivir… no no. déjame vivir…
(Gracias a Miquel por esta letra)
Lyrics translation
Not that it's fire.
It's just that I've already burned
It's not that I'm looking for
I just got lost.
It's not like I'm flying.
It's just that I'm hung up on you.
It's not like you hear shots.
It's my lost bullet.
It's not like it smells like blood.
It's an old wound.
Not that this drunk
It's just that I'm hung up on you.
Hands up, give me a way out
To the place where you are not spoken of
Hands up, give me morphine.
Get out of here soon, let me live
Not that it's urgent.
I'm in a hurry.
I'm not vague.
It's just that I'm out of measure.
It's not that he's hung up
I'm drunk on you, too.
It's not like I have a fever, it was already hot
I don't feel alone, it's just that there are a lot of people
Even this recent, intermittent
And I hung up on you. From you
Hands up, give me a way out
To the place where you are not spoken of
Hands up, give me morphine.
Get out of here soon, let me live
It's not like my heart was broken.
It's just that there's only shells
It's not that it's not the same anymore
Is that I change the mask
And it's not that this drunk
It's just that I'm hung up on you.…
It's not that he's hung up
I'm just drunk.
Hands up
Give me a way out
Hands up
Hands up, give me a way out
To the place where you are not spoken of
Hands up, give me morphine.
Let me live…
Let me live ... no no. let me live…
(Thanks to Miquel for this letter)