Lyrics and translation Ñu - Robin Hood (Acoustic Remastered)

Robin Hood (Acoustic Remastered)

Es la eterna canción,
El recaudador,
Buitre del medievo.
Antiguo ladrón legal.

No cantáis, trovadores, amigos del amo,
Acaso cenáis con él.
Protestabais y él os echó las migas.
Tapó vuestra boca con libertad.

No se debe gritar pues ya todo está bien,
Digo, bien jodido, bebamos a tu salud.
Lanzará su flecha y pondrá su trampa al recaudador.
Les hablo de Robin Hood.

Ya vendrá Robin Hood.
Llegará Robin Hood.
Llegará Robin Hood.

Sólo algún ladrón obtendrá el perdón de los cien años
Si le roba a algún bribón.
Cogerá a su mujer, beberá su vino
Ante algún retrato. Bandido de profesión.

Un abrigo de piel le compró a su dama el recaudador,
Y,... ¿cuánto pusiste tú?

Ya vendrá Robin Hood.
Llegará Robin Hood.
Llegará Robin Hood.

Robin Hood (Remastered Acústica)

It is the eternal song,
The tax collector,
Vulture of the Middle Ages.
Former legal robber.

You do not sing, troubadours, friends of the master,
Perhaps you dine with him.
You protested and he threw you the crumbs.
He covered your mouth with freedom.

You should not shout because everything is fine,
I say, well fucked, let's drink to your health.
He will shoot his arrow and set his trap for the tax collector.
I am telling you about Robin Hood.

Soon, Robin Hood will come.
He will arrive, Robin Hood.
He will arrive, Robin Hood.

Only some thief will obtain the forgiveness of one hundred years
If he robs some rascal.
He will take his wife, drink his wine
In front of some portrait. Robber by profession.

The tax collector bought his lady a fur coat,
And,... how much did you pay?

Soon, Robin Hood will come.
He will arrive, Robin Hood.
He will arrive, Robin Hood.