Ivan Noble — Aburrido song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Aburrido" by Ivan Noble.
Lyrics
En este tuco que supimos conseguir
los mas zorzales bostezan desafinados
y en la espantosa feria de la desilusion
vendemos de oferta los sueños mas embarrados
con el alma entre las patas
prendiendole velas a Cayetanos sordos
esperando que recule el chaparron
y no pasa nada
y no queda nadie
Aburrido de atar/ aburrido y sin plan
aburrido desde tu pe hasta mi pa aburrido con ganas/aburrido y al cubo
aburrido de no perderme nunca el rumbo
aburrido/ escandalosamente aburrido
aburrido de que la hormiga le gane a la cigarra por KO
Te vas a la heladera por novena vez:
un huevo duro te mira con mala cara
y decidis que el lunes vas a decidir
que clase de esclavo queres ser cuando seas grande
y una especie de cosquilla
empieza a treparte
y te amotina la panza
y la cama te quedo grande otra vez
y el timbre no suena /y asusta la calle
Aburrido
de aca / y aburrido de alla
aburrido de tanto circo sin pan
aburrido de prepo/aburrido en pedazos
aburrido de no ser otro por un rato
aburrido / despatarradamente aburrido
aburrido de darle charla a besos que se van sin saludar
aburrido de vos
aburrido de mi y de mi con vos
de los malos de siempre / de los buenos de a ratos
de los «nunca te quise, pero a veces te extraño.»
aburrido / apasionadamente aburrido
aburrido de tanta mugre
y de tanto esqueleto en el placard.
Lyrics translation
In this tuco we knew how to get
the most skunks yawn out of tune
and at the dreadful Fair of disappointment
we offer the most awkward dreams
with the soul between the legs
lighting candles to deaf Cayetans
waiting for the chaparron to pull back
and it's okay
and there's no one left.
Boring to tie/ boring and no plan
bored from your pe to my pa bored with desire / bored and Cube
bored of never losing my way
boring / outrageously boring
bored of the Ant beating the cicada by KO
You're going to the fridge for the ninth time:
a hard-boiled egg looks at you with a bad face
and you decide that on Monday you will decide
what kind of slave do you want to be when you grow up
and a kind of Tickle
start climbing
and your belly rips
and the bed is big again
and the doorbell doesn't ring /and scares the street
Boring
from here / and bored from there
bored of so much circus without bread
bored of prepo/bored in pieces
bored of not being another for a while
boring / relentlessly boring
bored of giving talk to kisses that leave without greeting
bored of you
bored of me and of me with you
from the usual bad guys / from the good guys
"I never loved you, but sometimes I miss you.»
bored / passionately bored
bored of so much filth
and so much skeleton in the closet.