Текст и перевод песни Violadores del Verso - Capricornio

Capricornio

Asi ni mas ni menos, es lirico el micro afino, do, re.mi, do, re, mi ca-capricornio

Los tipos duros se arman para la ocasion, yo asi reclamo mi ovacion,
El hombre pobre encuentra su vocacion, actores no besan con esta pasion,

Capricornio el asesino en la serie, en estereo mas necesario que serio
Capricornio es el juego fundamental, desde luego, aire tierra o fuego,
Capricornio piso tu jardin, fue suspenso en latín, puso la tilde en la i de carmín
No, es el gobierno, no, capricornio no es el infierno, pero si el invierno
Tratalo de usted, al expulsado de un cabaret, al espacio entre espada y pared
Capricornio es el ultimo boton de la blusa, gatillo en esta ruleta rusa
Es el toquemde atencion a un pijo, un macarra, presta atencion a esta pizarra
El mundo es un pañuelo, la politica un anzuelo, no cojas caramelos del suelo
Conozco un rincon para ver la ciudad, solo para ver la ciudad
Pongo la miel en tu boca, a capricornio le falta una copa, a ti te sobra esa ropa

Los tipos duros se arman para la ocasion, yo asi reclamo mi ovacion,
El hombre pobre encuentra su vocacion, actores no besan con esta pasion

Capricornio es el cuento de hadas, con sus almohadas y sus puñaladas
Sus madrugadas sin monedas monadas con sus peladas y sus bofetadas
Dime un momento y un lugar, capricornio es la ultima peseta en un bar
Es la flor que nacio en un charco, con solo un objetivo y solo una flecha en mi arco
Esta cara no engaña, tampoco confia, capricornio conoce la geografia
No monteis un belen sin esta estrella, a que estrella no le tira marbella,
Capricornio es este niñato, que rompio algun plato como algun contrato
Me meo en cada monumento, en la puerta del ayuntamiento y me dirijo al parlamento
Ya sea morena o rubia, en la calle nadie es capaz de esquivar la lluvia
No existe capricornio sin su enero, ni melancolico sin su cenicero

Los tipos duros se arman para la ocasion, yo asi reclamo mi ovacion,
El hombre pobre encuentra su vocacion, actores no, no, no
Los tipos duros se arman para la ocasion, yo asi reclamo mi ovacion,
El hombre pobre encuentra su vocacion, actores no besan con esta pasion
(Capricornio)

Capricorn

Just like that, no more, no less, the mic is lyrical, I tune it, do, re, mi, do, re, mi ca-pricorn

Tough guys arm themselves for the occasion, this is how I claim my ovation,
The poor man finds his vocation, actors don't kiss with this passion,

Capricorn, the killer in the series, in stereo, more necessary than serious
Capricorn is the fundamental game, of course, air, earth, or fire,
Capricorn stepped on your garden, it was suspense in Latin, it put the accent on the i of carmine
No, it's not the government, no, Capricorn is not hell, but it is winter
Treat him with respect, the one expelled from a cabaret, the space between a sword and a wall
Capricorn is the last button of the blouse, the trigger in this Russian roulette
It's the wake-up call for a posh guy, a hooligan, pay attention to this blackboard
The world is a handkerchief, politics a hook, don't pick up candies from the floor
I know a corner to see the city, just to see the city
I put honey in your mouth, Capricorn needs a drink, you have too many clothes on

Tough guys arm themselves for the occasion, this is how I claim my ovation,
The poor man finds his vocation, actors don't kiss with this passion

Capricorn is the fairy tale, with its pillows and its stabbings
Its early mornings without cute coins with its baldness and its slaps
Tell me a time and a place, Capricorn is the last peseta in a bar
It's the flower that was born in a puddle, with only one objective and only one arrow in my bow
This face doesn't deceive, nor does it trust, Capricorn knows geography
Don't set up a nativity scene without this star, what star doesn't Marbella throw at,
Capricorn is this brat, who broke some plates like some contract
I pee on every monument, on the door of the city hall and I head to the parliament
Whether she's brunette or blonde, on the street no one is able to dodge the rain
There is no Capricorn without its January, nor melancholic without its ashtray

Tough guys arm themselves for the occasion, this is how I claim my ovation,
The poor man finds his vocation, actors don't, no, no
Tough guys arm themselves for the occasion, this is how I claim my ovation,
The poor man finds his vocation, actors don't kiss with this passion
(Capricorn)