Текст и перевод песни Omega - Dicen en la Calle

Dicen en la Calle

Habro los ojos las once y treinta y tres
Siento que el techo se me va a caer
Oigo la puerta y tengo ganas de yorar
Dice el vecino que el mundo va mejor
Porque un cretino lo ha dicho por televisión
Mire usted por dios

Que ya no es cuestion de fe
Ni de perder la razón
Pero este año aro tren
No ha parado en mi estación
No no no no
No ha parado en mi estación
No no no nooo

Dicen por la calle,
Que nos va de puta madre
Dicen por la calle,
Pero no sé lo que nadie
Dice hay mi madre,
Niña si te quie tira pa lante
Hay dime que hago yo sin ti pa levantarme

Abro los ojos la cola del inem
Hoy he dejado tu ropa en el hotel
Y para colmo aqui no se puede fumar
Hay un atasco que aoga la ciudad
Pongo la raio y rebosa la publicidad
Quien te comprara

No hay mensajes en la red
Ni recuerdos de tu voz
Pero hay marcas en mi piel
De esta mierda del amor
No no no no
Que me encierra el corazón
No no no nooo

Dicen por la calle,
Que nos va de puta madre
Dicen por la calle,
Pero no sé lo que nadie
Dice hay mi madre,
Niña si te quie tira pa lante
Hay dime que hago yo sin ti pa levantarme

Que ya no es cuestion de fe
Ni de perder la razón
Pero este año aro tren
No ha parado en mi estación
No no no no
No ha parado en mi estación
No no no nooo

Dicen por la calle,
Que nos va de puta madre
Dicen por la calle,
Pero no sé lo que nadie
Dice hay mi madre,
Niña si te quie tira pa lante
Hay dime que hago yo sin ti pa levantarme

What They Say in the Street

I open my eyes at eleven thirty-three
I feel like the roof is going to fall on me
I hear the door and I feel like crying
The neighbor says that the world is getting better
Because some jerk said it on television
For God's sake

That it's no longer a matter of faith
Nor of losing your mind
But this year the train
Hasn't stopped at my station
No no no no
Hasn't stopped at my station
No no no nooo

They say on the street,
That we're doing great
They say on the street,
But I don't know what anyone
Says oh my mother,
Girl if you love him, go for it
Oh, tell me what I would do without you to pick me up

I open my eyes, the unemployment line
Today I left your clothes at the hotel
And to top it off, you can't smoke here
There's a traffic jam that chokes the city
I turn on the radio and it's filled with advertising
Who would buy you

There are no messages on the network
No memories of your voice
But there are marks on my skin
From this crap love
No no no no
That locks my heart
No no no nooo

They say on the street,
That we're doing great
They say on the street,
But I don't know what anyone
Says oh my mother,
Girl if you love him, go for it
Oh, tell me what I would do without you to pick me up

That it's no longer a matter of faith
Nor of losing your mind
But this year the train
Hasn't stopped at my station
No no no no
Hasn't stopped at my station
No no no nooo

They say on the street,
That we're doing great
They say on the street,
But I don't know what anyone
Says oh my mother,
Girl if you love him, go for it
Oh, tell me what would I do without you to pick me up