La Laca (Parranda Version)

The Hair Spray (Party Version)

La Laca (Parranda Version)

Mariano goes out to the streetSale Mariano a la calle
To eat up lifeA comerse la vida
His hands are stainedLleva las manos manchadas
Like every dayCómo cada día

He's on his way to workVa de camino al currelo
All dressed upDe capa y pintura
But they call him Mochuelo andPero le llaman Mochuelo y
When someone passes by (they say to him)Cuando pasa alguna (le dice)

What do you want me to paint youDe qué quieres que te pinte
With the lights of the bullfighterDe las luces del torero
With the tones of birdseedDe los tonos del alpiste
With the heat of the fireDe los calores del fuego

Like the pearl of a swanComo la perla de un cisne
Or the heat of the poisonO del salor del veneno
That painters are sadQue los pintores son tristes
You haven't seen the signEs que no has visto el letrero

And he would put on a tieY se ponía corbata
When they went downtownCuando bajaban al centro
With his heart of metalCon su corazón de chapa
As they say in the storyComo dicen en el cuento

He was looking for a pretty girlBuscaba una chica guapa
To take his breath awayQue le cortara el aliento
He says he didn't use hairsprayDice que no usaba laca
That the hairspray is insideQue la laca va por dentro

He knows that no bad momentSabe que no hay un mal trago
Lasts a hundred yearsQue cien años dure
That thoughts in summerQue el pensamiento en verano
Bring blue flowersDa flores azules

He carries a handkerchiefLleva guardado un pañuelo
Of his own tearsDe lágrimas suyas
But they call him Mochuelo andPero le llaman Mochuelo y
When someone passes by (they say to him)Cuando pasa alguna (le dice)

What do you want me to paint youDe qué quieres que te pinte
Like the shine of your hairComo el brillo de tu pelo
Like the drawing you madeComo el dibujo que hiciste
On the sand of the bullringSobre la arena de albero

Like the carpet of the cinemaComo la alfombra del cine
Where I told you I love youDonde te dije te quiero
That painters are sadQue los pintores son tristes
You haven't seen the signEs que no has visto el letrero

And he would put on a tieY se ponía corbata
When they went downtownCuando bajaban al centro
With his heart of metalCon su corazón de chapa
As they say in the storyComo dicen en el cuento

He was looking for a pretty girlBuscaba una chica guapa
To take his breath awayQue le cortara el aliento
He says he didn't use hairsprayDice que no usaba laca
That the hairspray is insideQue la laca va por dentro

That the hairspray is insideQue la laca va por dentro

What do you want me to paint youDe qué quieres que te pinte
If I don't paint you I'll dieSi no te pinto me muero
That since you leftQue desde que tú te fuieste
I've been painting on iceVengo pintando en el hielo

Not saying goodbyeQue lo de no despedirse
Is like killing for moneyEs como matar por dinero
That painters are sadQue los pintores son tristes
You haven't seen the signEs que no has visto el letrero

And he would put on a tieY se ponía corbata
When they went downtownCuando bajaban al centro
With his heart of metalCon su corazón de chapa
As they say in the storyComo dicen en el cuento

He was looking for a pretty girlBuscaba una chica guapa
To take his breath awayQue le cortara el aliento
He says he didn't use hairsprayDice que no usaba laca
That the hairspray is insideQue la laca va por dentro

LaralaralaralaraLaralaralaralara
With his heart of metalCon su corazón de chapa
As they say in the storyComo dicen en el cuento

He was looking for a pretty girlBuscaba una chica guapa
To take his breath awayQue le cortara el aliento
He says he didn't use hairsprayDice que no usaba laca
That the hairspray is insideQue la laca va por dentro