Pájaro Herido Lyrics – El Mesía & Palm Street Music
Singer: El Mesía & Palm Street Music
Title: Pájaro Herido
Perdí la cuenta de todas las veces que me fue un error confiar
Porque cuando pienso no es bueno arriesgarme, me vuelvo a soltar
Pájaro herido que brincó del nido
Los que tienen colmillo se lo quieren devorar
Haters preguntan, no doy respuesta, pero leerlos me hace mal
Tantas canciones, tantas páginas de la libreta oigo arrancar
Porque la gente que está afuera el talento desperdicia
Y qué lástima
Y qué lástima me da
Porque el talento que Dios me brindó, fácil no se encuentra
‘Ámonos riquis, viejo
Puros corridos de su compa El Mesía
¡Oh!
Canciones que escribo, grabo con el alma, no con la intención (Ja)
Que sean un producto comercial
No como algunos que solo redactan pa’ comprarse su siguiente cadena
Camarón que se duerme, se lo lleva la corriente
Y ustedes (Ja), el sueño bien pesado traen
El que se fue a la Villa, perdió su silla
No se enojen cuando parados tengan que observar
Tantas canciones, tantas páginas de la libreta oigo arrancar
Porque la gente que está afuera el talento desperdicia
Y qué lástima
Y qué lástima me da
Porque el talento que Dios me brindó, fácil no se encuentra
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Pájaro Herido – English Translation
I lost the account of every time I was a mistake to trust
Because when I think it’s not good to take a risk, I release again
Wounded bird that jumped from the nest
Those who have a fang want to devour it
Haters ask, I don’t answer, but reading them is wrong
So many songs, so many pages of the notebook I hear start
Because people who are outside talent waste
And what a pity
And what pity gives me
Because the talent that God gave me, easy is not found
“ `Ourselves, old
Pure runs of his company the mesía
Oh!
I write songs, I record with the soul, not with the intention (JA)
That are a commercial product
Not like some who only write to buy their next chain
Shrimp that falls asleep, it carries current
And you (ha), well heavy they bring
He who went to the village lost his chair
Do not get angry when unemployed have to observe
So many songs, so many pages of the notebook I hear start
Because people who are outside talent waste
And what a pity
And what pity gives me
Because the talent that God gave me, easy is not found
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Lyrics El Mesía & Palm Street Music – Pájaro Herido
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