Joaquin Sabina — Nacidos Para Perder song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Nacidos Para Perder" by Joaquin Sabina.
Lyrics
Soy del color de tu porvenir
me dijo el hombre del traje gris
«no eres mi tipo» le conteste
y aquella tarde aprend a correr.
Al pisar la estacin
le abr la jaula a mi corazn.
Tras las montaas estaba el mar
la noche, el vrtigo, la ciudad,
el mundo a cambio de una cancin
me daba un plato, un beso, un colchn.
La nica medalla que he ganado en la vida
era de hojalata y decepcin.
No tena salida el callejn del cuartel
para el desertor del batalln
de los nacidos para perder.
Prima del alma desndame
del traje gris, de la multitud,
devulveme al camino del Sur
al pas de la niez
donde uno y uno sumaban tres.
La nica medalla que me ha dado la vida
en el escenario la gan.
No tena salida el callejn del cuartel
para el desertor del batalln
de los nacidos para perder.
Lyrics translation
I'm the color of your future
the man in the gray suit told me.
"you're not my type."
and that afternoon he learns to run.
When stepping on the station
I open the cage to my heart.
Behind the mountains was the sea
the night, the vrtigo, the city,
the world in exchange for a cancin
he'd give me a plate, a kiss, a colchn.
The only medal I've ever won in my life
it was tin and deception.
Don't let the alley out of the barracks.
for the batalln deserter
of those born to lose.
Cousin of the soul dendame
from the gray suit, from the crowd,
return me to the south way
al pas de la niez
where one and one add up to three.
The only medal that has given me life
on stage the gan.
Don't let the alley out of the barracks.
for the batalln deserter
of those born to lose.