Rock and Roll
Con el patín desecho está mirando
A sus temores hechos gente que baila
Alrededor de su bondad
Perdón, no hay nada que me salga bien
Corre a la ventana, no mires tu sombra
Que cara de tonta tienes, nunca más pretendas comprenderme
Vamos al campo
Ves cómo sale el Sol!
Vamos al mar en un buen Cadillac
Frutillas rojas en Chapadmalal
Algo aqui dentro dice que te amo, nena!
Buen vino dulce, montañas de miel
Desoxidémonos para crecer, crecer, crecer!
Rock and Roll
With the broken skate he's looking
At his fears turned into people dancing
Around his kindness
Sorry, nothing goes right for me
Run to the window, don't look at your shadow
What a silly face you have, never pretend to understand me again
Let's go to the countryside
See how the Sun rises!
Let's go to the sea in a good Cadillac
Red strawberries in Chapadmalal
Something inside says I love you, baby!
Good sweet wine, mountains of honey
Let's rust off to grow, grow, grow!
Escrita por: Charly García