Текст и перевод песни Soda Stereo - Pic Nic En El 4º B

Pic Nic En El 4º B

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Hay una que no puede parar
De hablar de glamour
Y él sólo piensa en comer
Su fruta prohibida
Mi majestad se ha perdido
Entre una multitud
Mojando la alfombra
Con sus sueños de diva
Picnic en el 4to B
Es una cuestión de voltaje
Picnic en el 4to B
Ya me acostumbraste
Golpean la puerta
Por décima vez
Es que falta alguien por venir
Cuando me suba esa cara de gaste
Y me baje el alcohol
Entre el alud podré asomar mi nariz
Y salir a la calle
Picnic en el 4to B
Es una cuestión de voltaje
Picnic en el 4to B
Ya me acostumbraste
Prefiero vagar sin sentido
A empapelar mi habitación
Creí cambiar aquel sonido
Y aquí estoy
Bailando esta maldita canción
Ay, no
Esta no es mi noche
Picnic
En el 4to B
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Ya me acostumbraste
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Es una cuestion de voltaje (En el 4to B, en el 4to B)
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En el 4to B
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Pic Nic On the 4th Floor

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There's one who can't stop
Talking about glamour
And he only thinks about eating
His forbidden fruit
My highness is lost
Amongst a crowd
Soaking the carpet
With his dreams of being a diva
Picnic on the 4th floor
It's a question of voltage
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You've already gotten me used to it
They knock on the door
For the tenth time
Someone is still missing
When my face of spending shows up
And the alcohol wears off
Among the landslide, I'll be able to stick my nose out
And go out into the street
Picnic on the 4th floor
It's a question of voltage
Picnic on the 4th floor
You've already gotten me used to it
I prefer to wander without purpose
To papering my room
I thought I'd change that sound
And here I am
Dancing to this damn song
Oh, no
This isn't my night
Picnic
On the 4th floor
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You've already gotten me used to it
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It's a question of voltage (On the 4th floor, on the 4th floor)
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On the 4th floor
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