Muchachito Bombo Infierno — Tiras de mi corazón song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Tiras de mi corazón" by Muchachito Bombo Infierno.
Lyrics
Pude dormir de 3 a 6
Y ya empezó a correr el día
Tenía malas ganas de comer
Y muy pocas ansías de trabajar
Que no quiero más, que no quiero más
Vendré con la sopa y me quedo igual
Ay, ay, ay mamá…
Si no me ahogo con un cacho de pan
Y empecé a pensar
Porque esta vida me está matando…
Me va a matar
Porque esta vida me está matando
Me va a matar
Porque esta vida me está matando…
Si todo es cuesta p’arriba
Si no encuentras cuesta abajo
Cuando mantenerse sano
Se convierte en un trabajo
Por mucho que te lo curres
Por mucho que a ti te cueste
Lo creas o no lo creas
Y es todo es cuestión de suerte
Suerte, suerte, cuestión de suerte
Todo es cuestión de suerte
Suerte, suerte, cuestión de suerte
Me está matando
Me va a matar
Porque esta vida me está matando
Me va a matar
Porque esta vida me está matando…
Porque después de otro pie viene otro pie
Y a lo hecho saca pecho
No olvides celebrarlo bien
Ay! si te quedas satisfecho
Que no quiero más, que no quiero más
Vendré con la sopa y me quedo igual
Ay, ay, ay mamá…
Traigo barritas de pan pa mojar
Y al carajo ya
Porque esta vida me está matando…
Me va a matar
Porque esta vida me está matando…
Porque esta vida me está matando
Me va a matar
Porque esta vida me está matando
Me va a matar
Porque esta vida me está matando…
Levanta (levanta), despierta (despierta)
Y echa ya algo al cuerpo pa desayunar
Arranca y aprieta
Prepara bien los huesos que esto va a empezar
Si no quieres más, si no quieres más
Te ponen dos tazas y a rebosar
Madre mía que plan!
Trae ni que sea un poco pan pa mojar
Se me olvidó vivir
Porque la suerte está descansando…
Me va a matar
Porque esta vida me está matando (repite x8)
Lyrics translation
I could sleep 3 to 6
And the day has already begun to run
I had a bad appetite.
And very few eager to work
That I don't want any more, that I don't want any more
I'll come with the soup and stay the same
Ay, Ay, Ay mom…
If I don't choke on a bunch of bread
And I started thinking
Because this life is killing me…
He's gonna kill Me.
Because this life is killing me
He's gonna kill Me.
Because this life is killing me…
If it's all downhill
If you don't find it downhill
When to stay healthy
It becomes a job
No matter how hard you fix it
No matter how much it costs you
Believe it or not believe it
And it's all a matter of luck
Good luck, good luck, good luck
It's all a matter of luck
Good luck, good luck, good luck
It's killing Me.
He's gonna kill Me.
Because this life is killing me
He's gonna kill Me.
Because this life is killing me…
Because after another foot comes another foot
And to what he has done he takes chest
Don't forget to celebrate well
Ay! if you are satisfied
That I don't want any more, that I don't want any more
I'll come with the soup and stay the same
Ay, Ay, Ay mom…
I bring bread sticks pa mojar
And fuck it now
Because this life is killing me…
He's gonna kill Me.
Because this life is killing me…
Because this life is killing me
He's gonna kill Me.
Because this life is killing me
He's gonna kill Me.
Because this life is killing me…
Get up (get up), wake up (wake up)
And throw something into the body for breakfast
Start and tighten
Prepare the bones well that this is going to start
If you don't want more, if you don't want more
You put two cups and overflowing
What a plan!
Bring even a little bread PA wet
I forgot to live
Because Luck is resting…
He's gonna kill Me.
Because this life is killing me (repeat x8)