Tiro De Gracia — Bebedor song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Bebedor" by Tiro De Gracia.
Lyrics
Rostros, caras sin nombres / identidad de pobres
Como los sobres de la mensualidad
Voy caminando / yo voy buscandome otro lugar
El humo sale de mi nariz / el aire se apodera de mi…
Oye mi amor esta cancion es para ti
Sin tener pa! / como pagar pa! / un lugar para poder hacer algo
Mirando caras para poder pasar el rato / y no caigo dentro del poder
Juzgar
Quien soy yo dentro de esta piramide social !?
Bebedor de ocasiones y oportunidades / perdedor frustrado del barrio
(lleno de mala suerte y escaso espacio)
Calor, presion / monotonia de mi existencia
Ya mi paciencia ha huido de mi conciencia
Pues he comprobado que todo esto tiene un limite
Del cual mi mente ha tratado de escabullirse (no!!)
Y no entiendo nada y no es extraño / y es que tan solo tu lo ves
Tan solo espero que algo cambie
Soñando, y sudando entre las sabanas de esta fria noche
Donde no hay nada que te proteja en las aceras
Solo tu instinto y un rico tinto aqui te espera
Tirado en la calle, bebedor de ocasiones y oportunidades… salud!!!
Bebedor de ocasiones y oportunidades / perdedor frustrado del barrio
(lleno de mala suerte y escaso espacio)
Y nunca quise aceptar / aceptar que tomaba /que tomaba para olvidar
Para olvidar que habia que tomar / y rodar aqui en las calles de mi
Borrachera
Despues de la ultima copa, todas fueron las primeras
Y mis promesas de no beber no fueron verdaderas / y mi famila lo era
Ahora
En la libreta de familia, que maravilla
Aquella irresponsabilidad es solo mi realidad / abrazado a un buen
Bigoteado
Con mis compadres recordando el pasado
Dando lastima, solo, sucio y en la calle / tirao
Bebedor de ocasiones y oportunidades / perdedor frustrado del barrio
(lleno de mala suerte y escaso espacio)
Lyrics translation
Faces, Faces without names / identity of poor
Like monthly envelopes
I'm walking / I'm looking for another place
The smoke comes out of my nose / the air takes hold of me…
Hey my love this song is for you
Without having pa! / how to pay pa! / a place to do something
Looking at faces to hang out / and I don't fall into the power
Judge
Who am I inside this social pyramid !?
Opportunity and opportunity drinker / frustrated neighborhood loser
(full of bad luck and scarce space)
Heat, pressure / monotony of my existence
Already my patience has run away from my conscience
Well, I've verified that all of this has a limit
From which my mind has tried to slip away (no!!)
And I don't understand anything and it's not strange / and it's that only you see it
I just hope something changes
Dreaming, and sweating among the sheets of this cold night
Where there's nothing to protect you on the sidewalks
Only your instinct and a rich red here awaits you
Lying on the street, drinker of occasions and opportunities ... health!!!
Opportunity and opportunity drinker / frustrated neighborhood loser
(full of bad luck and scarce space)
And I never wanted to accept / accept that I took /that I took to forget
To forget I had to take / and roll here in the streets of my
Binge
After the last drink, they were all the first
And my promises not to drink were not true / and my family was
Now
In the family book, What a wonder
That irresponsibility is just my reality / embraced a good
Moustached
With my friends remembering the past
Hurting, alone, dirty and on the street / tirao
Opportunity and opportunity drinker / frustrated neighborhood loser
(full of bad luck and scarce space)