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Cerrando bares

Eras el típico muchacho formal
El hijo perfecto al que gusta estudiar
Y no solo eso encima tenías
A todas las niñas con su tontería
Detrás de tus huesos pidiéndote besos

Eras el jefe de ochenta soldados
Mas cien mequetrefes haciendo de malos
Y siendo un imberbe andabas en moto
Con un plumas verde haciéndote fotos
Para un calendario con chichas de barrio

Y siendo tas listo quien te ve y quien te ha visto
Sin arte ni oficio matándote a vicios

Cerrando bares que más te da
Pagando amores no das para más
Y ahora tienes los huesos con alcohol y sin besos
Para pocos excesos

Cerrando bares que más te da
Pagando amores no das para más
Y ahora tienes los huesos con alcohol y sin besos
Para pocos excesos

Que fácil era ser el pionero
Con un padre rico llenando el ropero
Y el resto queriendo a un padre modelo
Aunque solo tuviera fachada y dinero
Que no nos quisiera que solo nos diera

Y siento decirte que hoy me arrepiento
De haber envidiado a un padre contento
Solo con verte los bolsos repletos
De malos augurios y el falso respeto
De aquellos soldados de un tiempo pasado

Y siendo tan listo quien te ve y quien te ha visto
Si arte ni oficio matándote a vicios

Cerrando bares que más te da
Pagando amores no das para más
Y ahora tienes los huesos con alcohol y sin besos
Para pocos excesos

Cerrando bares qué más te da
Pagando amores con das para más
Y ahora tienes los huesos con alcohol y sin besos
Para pocos excesos

Closing Bars

You were the typical formal boy
The perfect son who likes to study
And not only that, you also had
All the girls with their silliness
Behind your bones asking you for kisses

You were the boss of eighty soldiers
Plus a hundred rascals playing the bad guys
And being a beardless you rode a motorcycle
With a green feather making yourself photos
For a calendar with neighborhood chicks

And being so smart who sees you and who has seen you
Without art or craft killing yourself with vices

Closing bars that don't give you anything
Paying for love doesn't give you anything more
And now you have bones with alcohol and no kisses
For few excesses

Closing bars that don't give you anything
Paying for love doesn't give you anything more
And now you have bones with alcohol and no kisses
For few excesses

How easy it was to be a pioneer
With a rich father filling the wardrobe
And the rest wanting a father model
Even if it only had facade and money
That he didn't love us, that he only gave us

And I'm sorry to say that today I regret
Having envied a happy father
Just by seeing your bags full
Of bad omens and false respect
Of those soldiers of a bygone time

And being so smart who sees you and who has seen you
If not art or craft killing yourself with vices

Closing bars that don't give you anything
Paying for love doesn't give you anything more
And now you have bones with alcohol and no kisses
For few excesses

Closing bars what else do you give
Paying for loves with you don't give for more
And now you have bones with alcohol and no kisses
For few excesses