Sonajero Lyrics – Joakien
Singer: Joakien
Title: Sonajero
A donde está tu mente cuando no la leo?
Veo sus sonidos a lo lejos como un sonajero
Como un sonajero, baby, gotta lay low
Se que estoy en tus pensamientos
Aunque me son ajenos
El último tren va sin pasajero
Arriba de un subterráneo enterrado en Montevideo
Los dioses ateos me dijeron “creo que te quiero”
Yo escuché a Mateo, un día serás de verdad, me dijeron
Piro escuchando la risa del mudo en la brisa del mundo
Me saca la prisa y le quito el apuro
Gira su mano e indica que algunos
Nacimos pa hacer el futuro
No juro a la bandera, le juro a la banda entera
Que voy a hacer lo que pueda para cambiar el rumbo
El planeta que pela, quedan pocos segundos
La lleca está en cualquiera, hasta la abuela del culo
No confío en nadie que no haya vendido un faso
Que no haya brindado un vino
O que no haya tirado un paso
Fumando un cigarro por Fernández Crespo
No puedo creer que ser grande es esto
Confiesa que fuma de la profecía
Y que juna las cosas que yo antes decía
Y todo esta cuadrando, vamos seguros
Ey, no confío en Calendarios, sigo con mi Sincronario
Sale el sol alineado con Sirio, así concibo el año
Lo miro como los Egipcios y Sumerios en su barrio
Fumando sahumerios, rezando
Las trece lunas son perfectas, dimos una vuelta
Y no nos caímos del planeta, enhorabuena!
Y ahora, vuela!
Poetas paganos contaron mis cuentos
Pasaron doscientos años hasta entenderlos
Atento Casco! Hay algo adentro del cuerpo
Y tenemos este momento que es fuera del tiempo
Lo de ellos es corriente
Nosotros repartimos energía de la fuente
Shout out para los beat makers
Convirtiendo en melodías lo que sienten
Pa que digas lo que pienses (gracias)
Confiesa que fuma de la profecía
Y que juna las cosas que yo antes decía
Y todo esta cuadrando, vamos seguros
No confío en nadie que no haya vendido un faso
Que no haya brindado un vino
O que no haya tirado un paso
Fumando un cigarro por Fernández Crespo
No puedo creer que ser grande es esto
No puedo creer que ser grande es esto
No puedo creer que ser grande es esto
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Sonajero – English Translation
Where is your mind when I don’t read it?
I see her sounds in the distance like a rattle
Like a rattle, Baby, Gotta Lay Low
I know I’m in your thoughts
Although they are alien to me
The last train goes without a passenger
Above an underground buried in Montevideo
The atheist gods told me “I think I love you”
I listened to Mateo, one day you will really be, they told me
Piro listening to the mute laughter in the world breeze
He hurries me and I take the trouble
He turns his hand and indicates that some
We were born to do the future
Don’t swear to the flag, I swear to the whole band
I’m going to do what I can to change the course
The planet that pela, there are few seconds
La Lleca is in anyone, to the grandmother of the #ss
I do not trust anyone who has not sold a faso
That has not provided a wine
Or that I have not thrown one step
Smoking a cigar by Fernández Crespo
I can’t believe that being big is this
Confesses that she smokes from prophecy
And that the things I said before
And everything is blocking, we are sure
Hey, I don’t trust calendars, I continue with my synchronarian
The sun aligned with Sirius comes out, so I conceive the year
I look at him as the Egyptians and Sumerians in his neighborhood
Smoking sahumerios, praying
The thirteen moons are perfect, we turned around
And we don’t fell from the planet, congratulations!
And now, fly!
Pagan poets told my stories
Two hundred years passed until they understand them
Attentive helmet! There is something inside the body
And we have this moment that is out of time
Theirs is common
We distribute energy from the source
Shout out for Beat Makers
Making melodies what they feel
So you say what you think (thank you)
Confesses that she smokes from prophecy
And that the things I said before
And everything is blocking, we are sure
I do not trust anyone who has not sold a faso
That has not provided a wine
Or that I have not thrown one step
Smoking a cigar by Fernández Crespo
I can’t believe that being big is this
I can’t believe that being big is this
I can’t believe that being big is this
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Lyrics Joakien – Sonajero
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