Puya — Fake song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Fake" by Puya.
Lyrics
[Un buen traje y tambien maquillaje
Una sonrisa de anuncio de colgate
Esa mirada que de el cine sacaste
Y en tu mente la cuenta de cuantos tipos tumbaste
Siempre con los que esten mas cool
Con ese grupito tan cinico como tu Tacos altos y perfume de el caro
A ver quien cae hoy a quien le tumbas los chavos]
[Por el otro lao viene bien recorta’o
Bien a la moda y tambien entelao
Con una mirada de quien no quiere la cosa
Mirando po encima pa’ver como posa
Un pendejo con guille de Playboy
En su espejo dice que bueno estoy
Con su carro la encanta salir
Es el mamito tremendo figurin]
Another day to put up your act
One more break give me a break
Another day to put up your act
One more break to be a fake
[Lo tuyo es una cuestion de apariencia
Malditos esclavos de una enferma ciencia
Que nos quito la ultima gota de escencia
Sale el sol, sonrie y nos reta
Quien seras hoy, cual sera hoy tu careta
Intelectual, casual, formal o sensual
Oye, que clase de marioneta]
[En este teatro el bravito es el que miente
Un gran miedo a que no te accepten
Ironico si somos todos universo
Si olvidemos lo supestamente cierto
Una esquema dificil de romper
Felicidad a base de papel
Una tarjeta para pertenecer
Una vida sin poder ser]
Another day to put up your act
One more break give me a break
Another day to put up your act
One more break to be a fake
Another day to put up your act
One more break give me a break
Another day to put up your act
One more break to be a fake
Lyrics translation
[A good suit and also makeup
A Colgate ad smile
That look you took from the movies
And in your mind the count of how many guys you knocked down
Always with those who are cooler
With that little group as cynical as your high Tacos and el caro perfume
Let's see who falls today to whom you knock the kids]
[On the other lao comes well clipping'o
Well fashionable and also entelao
With a look of who doesn't want the thing
Looking po over PA'vere as he poses
An asshole with a Playboy pin
In his mirror he says I'm good
With her car she loves to go out
It's the tremendous mommy figurin]
Another day to put up your act
One more break give me a break
Another day to put up your act
One more break to be a fake
[Yours is a matter of appearance
Damn slaves of a sick science
That took away the last drop of Essence
The sun rises, smile and challenge us
Who you will be today, what your face will be today
Intellectual, casual, formal or sensual
Hey, what kind of puppet]
[In this theater The Brave is the one who lies
A great fear that they won't accept you
Ironic if we are all universe
If we forget the supposedly true
A difficult scheme to break
Paper-based Happiness
A membership card
A life without being]
Another day to put up your act
One more break give me a break
Another day to put up your act
One more break to be a fake
Another day to put up your act
One more break give me a break
Another day to put up your act
One more break to be a fake