El Rey de Pichincha Lyrics – Gay Gay Guys
Singer: Gay Gay Guys
Title: El Rey de Pichincha
Yo vivo en ese lugar en donde no hay que meterse
Yo vivo en la zona roja de tu GPS
Yo vivo en la conjunción entre la vida y la muerta
Entre una villa miseria y tu dealer de siempre
Si te viera caminar por Refinería
Con tus rasgos finos sólo para pegar (sólo para pegar)
Un poquito más de eso que te hace sentir
A full y de verdad
Estoy donde la ciudad se cae a la ruta
Buscame entre humo dе barcos y de prostitutas
Donde los pobres sе comen la noche y acá los ricos sí piden permiso
Buscame acá estoy en el piso
Si te viera caminar por Refinería
Con tus rasgos finos sólo para pegar (sólo para pegar)
Un poquito más de eso que te hace sentir
A full y de verdad
Este es un 307, modelo 2010
Es uno de los primeros autos ahorro
Está un poquito jugadito de chapa pero
Lo pisás y es una manteca
Además te da un estatus bárbaro
Qué olor que hay acá
Hay cuerpos en el empedrado
Y alguien grita “¡maestra, maestra!”
Hay mucha policía y poca resistencia
Hay muchos historiadores y pocos pensadores
Y hay muchos charlatanes y pocos poetas
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El Rey de Pichincha – English Translation
I live in that place where you don’t have to get
I live in the red zone of your GPS
I live in the conjunction between life and dead
Between a misery villa and your usual dealer
If I saw you walk by refinery
With your fine features just to paste (just to paste)
A little more about what makes you feel
Full and really
I am where the city falls to the route
Looking for me from smoke Dе ships and prostitutes
Where the poor sе eat the night and here the rich do ask permission
Looking for me, I’m on the floor
If I saw you walk by refinery
With your fine features just to paste (just to paste)
A little more about what makes you feel
Full and really
This is a 307, 2010 model
It is one of the first savings cars
There is a little sheet metal but
Pisas it and it’s a butter
It also gives you a barbarian status
What a smell here
There are bodies in the cobblestone
And someone shouts “Teacher, teacher!”
There is a lot of police and little resistance
There are many historians and few thinkers
And there are many charlatans and few poets
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Lyrics Gay Gay Guys – El Rey de Pichincha
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