40 NOCHES Lyrics – Recycled J & Selecta
Singer: Recycled J & Selecta
Title: 40 NOCHES
40 NOCHES Lyrics Recycled J
Que venga a por mí la policía
Que me detengan que es culpa mía
Por ti viviría en comisaría
Chuparía carcel con alegría
Que el mar me trague, que me ahogaría
Por ti navegaría a la deriva
40 noches, 40 días
Con tal de ver si tú al final
Oh-oh, yeah-eah, yeah-eah
Oh-oh, yeah-eah, yeah-eah
Oh-oh, yeah-eah, yeah-eah
Oh-oh, yeah
Eras la media naranja que yo exprimiría
Ganas mi batalla perdida
Capturas tuyas en mi galería
Pues no había otra forma para hacerte mía (No, no)
Hasta que el tiempo nos cubra de estrías
Y no distingamos tu vida y la mía
Con cualquier otro al follar fingirías
Pa’ un roto y un descosí’o te valía
Como un tattoo, para toda la vida
Yo para ti fui una calcomanía
Detrás tuyo, gritando en Gran Vía
Fui un cobarte por mi chulería
¿Cómo pretendes que no me ría?
Que normalice esas manías
Mira, en mi fondo tengo una avería
Me he puesto gordo de dormir de día (Yeah)
Que venga a por mí la policía
Que me detengan que es culpa mía
Por ti viviría en comisaría
Chuparía carcel con alegría
Que el mar me trague, que me ahogaría
Por ti navegaría a la deriva
40 noches, 40 días
Con tal de ver si tú al final
Oh-oh, yeah-eah, yeah-eah (Come on)
Oh-oh, yeah-eah, yeah-eah
Oh-oh, yeah-eah, yeah-eah (Come on)
Oh-oh, yeah
Eras la media naranja que yo exprimiría
Mi punta de lanza partida
Paso las horas fumando Gorila
Y bebiendo tequila pa’ ver si me miras
La oveja negra, manzana podrida
El yerno que toda suegra querría
Eras aquello que me llevaría
A la isla desierta pa’l resto ‘e mis días
Tú mi gata pa’ gastar siete vidas
Gota a gota, tu saliba en herida
Se nos quedan frías las espinas
Como tus manitas, Catalina
Ya no hay giras, pibas, bambalinas
Aún así, nunca te fias
Yo soy el tate, y tú eres la María
Mi bate y tu toto son lead y armonía (Yeah)
Que venga a por mí la policía
Que me detengan que es culpa mía
Por ti viviría en comisaría
Chuparía carcel con alegría
Que el mar me trague, que me ahogaría
Por ti navegaría a la deriva
40 noches, 40 días
Con tal de ver si tú al final
Que venga a por mí la policía
Que ya he reza’o 100 Ave Marías
Por ti volvería a la frutería
Y esa carita a la vera mía
Que alguien me quite esta brujería
O me enredaré en tu lencería
40 noches, 40 días
40 noches y días
(Come on)
Oh-oh, yeah-eah, yeah-eah
Oh-oh, yeah-eah, yeah-eah
(Come on)
Track “Recycled J”
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40 NOCHES – English Translation
40 nights Lyrics Recycled J
That comes by me the police
That stop me that it’s my fault
For you I would live in a police station
I would suck jail with joy
That the sea swallows me, that I would drown me
For you I would surf the drift
40 nights, 40 days
In order to see if you at the end
Oh-oh, yeah-eah, yeah-eah
Oh-oh, yeah-eah, yeah-eah
Oh-oh, yeah-eah, yeah-eah
Oh-oh, yeah
You were the better half that I would squeeze
I wishes my lost battle
Catches yours in my gallery
Well there was no other way to make you mine (no, no)
Until time covers us of stretch marks
And we do not distinguish your life and mine
With any other when f#cked fakes
Pa ‘a broken and a disicne
Like a tattoo, for a lifetime
I was a decal for you
Behind yours, screaming in Gran Vía
I was a pick up for my chourtery
How do you intend not to laugh?
That normalize those hobbies
Look, in my background I have a breakdown
I have put a fat day of day (yeah)
That comes by me the police
That stop me that it’s my fault
For you I would live in a police station
I would suck jail with joy
That the sea swallows me, that I would drown me
For you I would surf the drift
40 nights, 40 days
In order to see if you at the end
Oh-Oh, Yeah-Eah, Yeah-Eah (Come on)
Oh-oh, yeah-eah, yeah-eah
Oh-Oh, Yeah-Eah, Yeah-Eah (Come on)
Oh-oh, yeah
You were the better half that I would squeeze
My split endpoint split
Step hours smoking gorilla
And drinking tequila pa ‘see if you look at me
The black sheep, rotten apple
The son-in-law that every mother-in-law would want
You were what would take me
To the desert island pa’l rest ‘e my days
You my cat pa ‘spend seven lives
Drop gout, your saliba in wound
We have fried the thorns
Like Your Handyman, Catalina
There are no tours, pibas, bambalines
Still, you never trust
I am the tate, and you are maria
My bat and your toto are lead and harmony (yeah)
That comes by me the police
That stop me that it’s my fault
For you I would live in a police station
I would suck jail with joy
That the sea swallows me, that I would drown me
For you I would surf the drift
40 nights, 40 days
In order to see if you at the end
That comes by me the police
That I have already prayed 100 ave marías
For you I would go back to the grocery
And that face to the truth of mine
That someone takes me this witchcraft
Or I will be entangled in your lingerie
40 nights, 40 days
40 nights and days
(Come on)
Oh-oh, yeah-eah, yeah-eah
Oh-oh, yeah-eah, yeah-eah
(Come on)
Track “Recycled J”
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Lyrics Recycled J & Selecta – 40 NOCHES
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