Текст и перевод песни Pappo - Blues Del Perro
Es
mi
perro,
es
perfecto
He's
my
dog,
my
perfect
dog
Es
mi
perro,
el
más
perfecto
He's
my
dog,
my
perfect
dog
Cuando
voy
a
la
estación
When
I
go
to
the
station,
No
hay
problema
es
un
perro
No
problem
he's
a
dog,
Mira
a
la
gente,
mira
y
no
entiende
He
looks
at
the
people
and
he
doesn't
understand
A
esas
personas,
que
aparentan
Those
people,
who
pretend
Estar
en
California
To
be
in
California.
En
noches
de
siete
lunas
On
nights
with
seven
moons,
Vamos
lejos
de
viaje,
no
sé
dónde
We
go
far
away
on
a
journey,
I
don't
know
where
Igual
es
correcto
It's
probably
right,
Mira
y
no
entiende
He
looks
and
doesn't
understand
Cómo
los
humanos
How
humans
Se
comen
entre
sí
Eat
each
other.
En
noches
de
siete
lunas
On
nights
with
seven
moons,
Mira
el
desierto
He
looks
at
the
desert
Es
mi
perro,
es
correcto
He's
my
dog,
it's
right
Y
ama
los
blues,
ama
los
blues
And
he
loves
the
blues,
he
loves
the
blues
Es
perfecto,
y
odia
a
esa
gente
He's
perfect,
and
he
hates
those
people
Que
aparenta
estar
en
California
Who
pretend
to
be
in
California.
No
hay
problema
es
un
perro
No
problem
he's
a
dog
Es
perfecto
He's
perfect
Escucha
los
blues,
ama
este
blues
He
listens
to
the
blues,
he
loves
this
blues
Busca
fuego,
es
perfecto
He
looks
for
fire,
he's
perfect
Es
mi
perro,
es
correcto
He's
my
dog,
it's
right
Ama
los
blues,
blues
He
loves
the
blues,
the
blues
Ama
los
blues
He
loves
the
blues.
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