Morriña Lyrics – KYR4
Singer: KYR4
Title: Morriña
Vamos a jugar a ser poetas
Y que el purple haze sean ramos de violetas
Whatever
Que ya no haya litros sin un plato en la mesa
No quiero boletos, quiero bolboretas
Noches de limón y sal, no de apiretal
Que nuestro futuro no sea con condicional
Hablo poco pero actúo el doble y pienso el triple
Por eso sé que el culpable eres tú, no el rifle
Free me, que con un pestañеo seamos libres
Que еl mar esté lleno de fishes, no b#tches
Real sh#t, que el trono del rey sea de mimbre
Pa’ que cada vez que se siente le pinche
La ansiedad se evapora en los abrazos de mamá
Que en mi pulmón haya más seguridad que hush
Word, quiero aprender a volar sin fumar
Y que “terminal” nunca esté asociado a una enfermedad
Es simple, a los sueños de esta niñita
Le diagnosticaron ojos tristes, viste?
Al final eres lo que fuiste y cuando el niño crece
Tiene miedo de tocar el timbre
Tu mírame y absórveme, pide que me quede
Que yo quemo el billete del tren, bebé
No necesito un hombre, quiero me tiemble la
Espalda cada vez que escucho tu nombre
Que me susurres que existe
Un lugar donde no importa lo que vistes
Y las cicatrices sean perdices
Tu luz y mi lluvia forman arcoiris en los días grises
Vamos a jugar a ser poetas
Y que el purple haze sean ramos de violetas
Whatever
Que ya no haya litros sin un plato en la mesa
No quiero boletos, quero bolboretas
Noches de limón y sal, no de apiretal
Que nuestro futuro no sea con condicional
Que el pajar esté lleno de agujas
Vivir en un cuento chino, no una ruleta rusa
Aaaay… Galiza, a morriña causa tanta dor
Aaaay… Galiza, chuvia, verde e soños de licor
Quiero no sentirme sola sin una adicción
Que me responda la pared de mi habitación
Y mi suela viva en la lluvia de enero
Paraíso de hormigón, cheira a nubes de algodón
Soy la niña de la mochila azul
La que nunca aspirará a alguien como tú
Mi hermano se hace mayor
Y yo a600 kilómetros de su habitación
Mis pasos siguen adelante
Camino hacia ninguna parte
Ahora mi aspiración es que si llego arriba
Quede alguien que me de un abrazo
Si escucha mi voz, y
Vamos a jugar a ser poetas
Y que el purple haze sean ramos de violetas
Whatever
Que ya no haya litros sin un plato en la mesa
No quiero boletos, quero bolboretas
Noches de limón y sal, no de apiretal
Que nuestro futuro no sea con condicional
Que el pajar esté lleno de agujas
Vivir en un cuento chino, no una ruleta rusa
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Morriña – English Translation
Let’s play poets
And that Purple Haze are Ramos of Violets
Whatver
That there are no longer liters without a plate on the table
I don’t want tickets, I want bolbors
Lemon and salt nights, not Apiretal
That our future is not with conditional
I speak little but I act twice and I think triple
That is why I know that the culprit is you, not the rifle
Free Me, with a task we are free
That the sea is full of fishes, no b#tches
Real sh#t, may the king’s throne be wicker
So that every time he feels he clicks him
Anxiety evaporates in mom’s hugs
That in my lung there is more security than hush
Word, I want to learn to fly without smoking
And that “terminal” is never associated with a disease
It is simple, to the dreams of this little girl
He was diagnosed with sad eyes, did you see?
In the end you are what you were and when the child grows
He is afraid of touching the bell
You look at me and absorve me, ask me to stay
That I burn the train ticket, baby
I don’t need a man, I want the
Back every time I listen to your name
That you whisper me that it exists
A place where you don’t matter what you wear
And the scars are partridges
Your light and my rain form arciris in gray days
Let’s play poets
And that Purple Haze are Ramos of Violets
Whatver
That there are no longer liters without a plate on the table
I don’t want tickets, Quero Bolbors
Lemon and salt nights, not Apiretal
That our future is not with conditional
That the haystack is full of needles
Live in a Chinese story, not a Russian roulette
Aaaay … Galiza, Morriña causes so much dor
Aaaay … Galiza, Chuvia, Green and Liqueur
I want not to feel alone without an addiction
That answers the wall of my room
And my sole live in the rain of January
Concrete paradise, Cheira to cotton clouds
I am the girl with the blue backpack
The one that will never aspire to someone like you
My brother becomes older
And I600 kilometers from his room
My steps continue
Way to anywhere
Now my aspiration is that if I get up
Someone left to give me a hug
If my voice listens, and
Let’s play poets
And that Purple Haze are Ramos of Violets
Whatver
That there are no longer liters without a plate on the table
I don’t want tickets, Quero Bolbors
Lemon and salt nights, not Apiretal
That our future is not with conditional
That the haystack is full of needles
Live in a Chinese story, not a Russian roulette
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Lyrics KYR4 – Morriña
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