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> LA OLLA in ENGLISH
La Olla by Bacilos (original lyrics)
A estrellas y a reyes les gusta el perico
Y toda la culpa es de un colombiano rico
nos tratan cual bestias en los aeropuertos
como si no fueran nuestros tantos muertos
las leyes son leyes p’al que las escribe
por que ellos escogen bien lo que prohiben
pero en callejones, palcos y balcones
la ley se hace humo, rayas y colores
A algunos les gusta temprano en la mañana
Y a otros les gusta gozarcela en la cama
Y otros nos toca nacer en la mitad
de la batalla
Nacimos en la o o o o oolla
A estrellas y a reyes les gusta el perico
Pero ellos son los heroes del mundo rico
Por eso en las aduanas me toca a mi pagar
Por su delito
A quien le gusta vivir, con esta paranoia me toca a mi
mi parte de la historia porqué nací, nacimos en la olla
La máquina sonó, el tipo me miró
El perro de la aduana tiene cara de cabron
Y yo solo quiero que me dejen llegar a mi casa
Nacimos en la o o o o o oolla
A quien le gusta vivir con esta paranoia me toca a mi
Mi parte de la historia porque nací, nacimos en la olla...
stars and piliticians enjoy cocaine
and of course its my people the one to blame
they treat us like animals in every airport
as if were not us putting the muertos
some people like it early in the morning
some other like it when the bass is pumping
and some of us are born
in the middle of the bombing
La Olla by Bacilos (Translation in english)
Stars and kings like the parakeet And all the fault is of a rich Colombian they treat us like beasts at airports as if they were not our many dead Laws are laws for those who write them because they choose well what they forbid but in alleys, boxes and balconies the law becomes smoke, stripes and colors Some like it early in the morning And others like to enjoy it in bed And others we have to be born in the middle of the battle We were born in o o o o oolla Stars and kings like the parakeet But they are the heroes of the rich world That's why at customs it's my turn to pay For his crime Who likes to live, with this paranoia it's my turn my part of the story why I was born, we were born in the pot The machine rang, the guy looked at me The custom dog has a goat face And I just want to let me get to my house We were born in o o o o o oolla Who likes to live with this paranoia it's my turn My part of the story because I was born, we were born in the pot ... stars and piliticians enjoy cocaine and of course its my people the one to blame they treat us like animals in every airport as if they were not us putting the dead some people like it early in the morning some other like it when the bass is pumping and some of us are born in the middle of the bombing
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