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Historia de un Perdedor by Nacho Vegas (original lyric)
Un buen dia me vi decidido a partir,
dije 'padre, ya no voy a volver',
el se abotonó la camisa y me dio,una cruz y un trozo de papel.
Yo sali con sus risas detras y se puso a llover.
Y corrí y llegue a la ciudad y entre en el primer burdel,
alli conoci a una mala mujer con peluca y un ojo de cristal
'si me quieres tener me tendras que pagar'
me espetó sin dejar de mascar,
yo dudé... 'solo tengo esta cruz',
y ella dijo 'eso bastara'
y ya no se si lo soñe... o me guiñó el ojo de cristal.
Y esta es mi historia señor, yo se que a usted no le interesa
pero esta es mi historia señor. Me dejó tirado en la acera,
y la gente me llamaba perdedor.
Me sacudi el pantalon, me queria emborrachar
asi que entre en un oscuro local,
con el barman trabe una breve amistad,
lo llamaban 'el loco Tomas'
y bebi, bebi whisky irlandes hasta casi desfallecer...
y yo que creia saber algo mas, pague con un trozo de papel
y cuando el loco Tomas lo leyó.. cambio de color
chilló 'nadie se burla de mi, no un mamon como tu,
no en mi propio hogar, los maricas no gustan aqui'
Eran tres, el loco y otros dos... yo salia mal parado
me arrancaron el pantalon y despues me empalaron.
Y esta es mi historia señor, yo se que a usted no le interesa,
pero esta es mi historia señor. Me dejaron desnudo en la cuneta
y en el pecho me tatuaron perdedor.
No se apure señor, ya he llegado al final,
lo que quiera hacer se lo haré,
pero sepa que ya no soy ese infeliz
de la historia que acaba de oir
Mireme si me quiere tener, me tendra que pagar...
pero no, no una cruz ni un trozo de papel, sino algo real.
Porque esta es mi historia señor, yo se que a usted no le interesa
pero esta es mi historia señor, esa gente me desprecia alla afuera
y murmuran por ahi va el perdedor...
La la la la...
No me escupa a la cara Señor
Historia de un Perdedor by Nacho Vegas (english translation)
One day I was determined to leave,
I said 'father, I will not go back',
He buttoned his shirt and gave me a cross and a piece of paper.
I left with their laughter behind and it started to rain.
And I ran and reached the city and entered the first brothel,
There I met a bad woman with a wig and a crystal eye
'If you want to have me, you will have to pay me'
he snapped at me while chewing,
I doubted ... 'I only have this cross',
and she said 'that's enough'
and I do not know if I dreamed it ... or the glass eye winked at me.
And this is my story sir, I know that you are not interested
But this is my story, sir. He left me lying on the sidewalk,
and people called me a loser.
I shook my pants, I wanted to get drunk
so I went into a dark place,
with the bartender I made a brief friendship,
they called him 'the crazy Tomas'
and I drank, I drank Irish whiskey until almost faint ...
and I thought I knew something else, pay with a piece of paper
and when the crazy Tomas read it .. change of color
screamed 'nobody makes fun of me, not a mamon like you,
not in my own home, queers do not like it here '
There were three of them, the crazy one and two others ... I went badly stopped
they took off my pants and then they impaled me.
And this is my story sir, I know that you are not interested,
But this is my story, sir. They left me naked in the gutter
and in the chest they tattooed me loser.
Do not hurry sir, I've reached the end,
what I want to do, I'll do it,
but know that I'm not that unhappy anymore
of the story you just heard
Look at me if he wants to have me, he'll have to pay me ...
but no, not a cross or a piece of paper, but something real.
Because this is my story sir, I know that you are not interested
but this is my story sir, those people despise me out there
and they mutter out there the loser goes ...
La la la la ...
Do not spit in my face, sir
Only among all we can make this a better place :)
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