Lyrics and translation Café Quijano - De piratas

De piratas

Sé que hubieras querido ser pirata
Para la mitad de las cosas no ver
Y aparte de la pata, el corazón de madera también
Para no sentir, para no parecer

Naciste como tantas otras un día diez
Un mes de abril sin lluvia del setenta y tres
Las cinco de la tarde, taurina hasta para nacer

Muleta, espada y tiento luces para triunfar
Faenas con empaque sin poder sospechar
Que un día tu vida se torna de calma en cruel tempestad

Galera bucanera que te puso a remar
Así cuentas la historia de tu error marital
Entre rones y banderas que dibujan calaveras
La galera viento en popa a toda vela va

Galera bucanera que te puso a remar
Así cuentas la historia de tu error marital
Entre rones y banderas que dibujan calaveras
La galera viento en popa a toda vela va

Te duermes en laureles en el noventa y tres
Altar de barrio, traje largo, que bien te ves
Con sólo veinte años, tan niña, de niña a pobre mujer

Remaste entre tormentas, te dejaste la piel
Te tuvo condenada a cinco años y un mes
Maldices sus olores a rones, la tierra prometida se fue

Galera bucanera que te puso a remar
Así cuentas la historia de tu error marital
Entre rones y banderas que dibujan calaveras
La galera viento en popa a toda vela va

Galera bucanera que te puso a remar
Así cuentas la historia de tu error marital
Entre rones y banderas que dibujan calaveras
La galera viento en popa a toda vela va

Galera bucanera que te puso a remar (galera, galera bucanera)
Así cuentas la historia de tu error marital
La galera viento en popa a toda vela va

Galera bucanera que te puso a remar
Así cuentas la historia de tu error marital
Entre rones y banderas que dibujan calaveras
La galera viento en popa a toda vela va

Galera bucanera que te puso a remar (galera, galera bucanera)
Así cuentas la historia de tu error marital
La galera viento en popa a toda vela va
Entre rones y banderas que dibujan calaveras (entre rones y banderas)
Así cuentas la historia de tu error marital
La galera viento en popa a toda vela va

Of Pirates

I know you would have liked to be a pirate
To not see half of the things
And apart from the leg, the wooden heart too
So as not to feel, so as not to seem

You were born like so many others on a day of ten
A month of April without rain in seventy-three
Five o'clock in the afternoon, bullfighting even to be born

Crutch, sword and canvas lights to triumph
Tasks with packaging without being able to suspect
That one day your life will turn from calm into a cruel storm

Bucaneer galley that put you to row
This is how you tell the story of your marital mistake
Among rums and flags that draw skulls
The galley with the wind in its sails at full speed

Bucaneer galley that put you to row
This is how you tell the story of your marital mistake
Among rums and flags that draw skulls
The galley with the wind in its sails at full speed

You sleep on your laurels in ninety-three
Neighborhood altar, long dress, how good you look
Only twenty years old, so young, from young girl to poor woman

You rowed through storms, you left your skin
He condemned you to five years and a month
You curse his rum scents, the promised land is gone

Bucaneer galley that put you to row
This is how you tell the story of your marital mistake
Among rums and flags that draw skulls
The galley with the wind in its sails at full speed

Bucaneer galley that put you to row
This is how you tell the story of your marital mistake
Among rums and flags that draw skulls
The galley with the wind in its sails at full speed

Bucaneer galley that put you to row (galley, buccaneer galley)
This is how you tell the story of your marital mistake
The galley with the wind in its sails at full speed

Bucaneer galley that put you to row
This is how you tell the story of your marital mistake
Among rums and flags that draw skulls
The galley with the wind in its sails at full speed

Bucaneer galley that put you to row (galley, buccaneer galley)
This is how you tell the story of your marital mistake
The galley with the wind in its sails at full speed
Among rums and flags that draw skulls (among rums and flags)
This is how you tell the story of your marital mistake
The galley with the wind in its sails at full speed