Ricardo Arjona — Quinto Piso song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Quinto Piso" by Ricardo Arjona.
Lyrics
Cielo arriba, suelo abajo
Pan de trigo luz de neón
Yo aquà vivo, quinto piso
No consigo sonreÃr
Y la tele es un revólver
Y el vecino es un canÃbal como yo Y hay tanta gente por la calle
Disimulando la amargura
Hay tantos lunes que los viernes
Están armando sindicatos
Para acudir a la fortuna
Te venden dioses novedosos
Para encontrarse la ternura
Hay quien se manda una pastilla
Este septiembre tan entero
Y esta sonrisa tan llorona
Tanto cielo, tanta luz
QuiÃ(c)n me observa desde allÃ?
Tantos rÃos, tanta sed
Tanta prisa por llegar
Y el futbol de los domingos
Y el café que abre unos ojos que no ven
Y hay tanto espacio en el espacio
Y hay tanta duda en las escuelas
Los mercenarios al congreso
Y otro estratega es emboscado
Para acudir a la fortuna
Te venden dioses novedosos
Para encontrarse la ternura
Hay quien se manda una pastilla
Este septiembre tan entero
Y esta sonrisa tan llorona
Cielo arriba, suelo abajo
Pan de trigo luz de neón
Lyrics translation
Sky up, ground down
Wheat bread light of new year
I live here, fifth floor
I can't smile
And TV is a revolution
And the neighbor is a cannon like me and there are so many people on the street
Concealing bitterness
There are so many Mondays that Fridays
Are arming unions
To go to Fortune
They sell you New Gods
To find tenderness
Some people send themselves a pill
This whole September
And this weeping smile
So much sky, so much light
Who's watching me from there?
So many frogs, so thirsty
So hurry to get there
And Sunday football
And the coffee that opens some eyes that do not see
And there's so much space in space
And there's so much doubt in schools
Mercenaries to Congress
And another Strategist is ambushed
To go to Fortune
They sell you New Gods
To find tenderness
Some people send themselves a pill
This whole September
And this weeping smile
Sky up, ground down
Wheat bread light of new year