Текст и перевод песни Los Enemigos - Boqueron

Boqueron

BOQUERÓNEh tú, boquerónnadie te iba a ti a pescar
Eh tú, boquerónsabías por donde nadar
Eh tú, boquerónen tí no cabía el error
Eh tú, boquerónde entre todos el mejor.¿Quién te lo iba a tí a contar? que ibas a acabar frito y sin amor.
Eh tú, boquerónde entre todos el mejor
Eh tú, boquerónen tí no cabía el error
Eh tú, boquerónsabías por donde nadar
Eh tú, boquerónnadie te iba a ti a pescar¿Quién te lo iba a tí a contar? que ibas a acabar frito y sin amor.
Eh tú, boquerónmírate estás rebozao.
Eh tú, boquerón¿no ves que estás acabao? Eh tú, boquerónacostúmbrate a tu nuevo olor.
Eh tú, boquerónpedacito de ración.¿Quién te lo iba a tí a contar? que ibas a acabar frito y sin amor.
Eh tú, boquerónpedacito de ración.
Eh tú, boquerónacostúmbrate a tu nuevo olor.
Eh tú, boquerón¿no ves que estás acabao? Eh tú, boquerónmírate estás rebozao.¿Quién te lo iba a tí a contar? que ibas a acabar frito y sin amor.

Anchovy

Hey there, little anchovybuddyno one was going to try to catch you
Hey there, little anchovybuddyyou knew how to swim
Hey there, little anchovybuddythere was no room for error in you
Hey there, little anchovybuddythe best of allWho would have told you? that you would end up fried and unloved.
Hey there, little anchovybuddythe best of all
Hey there, little anchovybuddythere was no room for error in you
Hey there, little anchovybuddyyou knew how to swim
Hey there, little anchovybuddyno one was going to try to catch youWho would have told you? that you would end up fried and unloved.
Hey there, little anchovybuddylook at yourself, you're battered.
Hey there, little anchovybuddydon't you see that you're finished? Hey there, little anchovybuddyget used to your new smell.
Hey there, little anchovybuddylittle piece of a portion.Who would have told you? that you would end up fried and unloved.
Hey there, little anchovybuddylittle piece of a portion.
Hey there, little anchovybuddyget used to your new smell.
Hey there, little anchovybuddydon't you see that you're finished? Hey there, little anchovybuddylook at yourself, you're battered.Who would have told you? that you would end up fried and unloved.