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Deaf Ears

La Mocosa

Oidos Sordos

Esa gente se preocupa por hablar mal de vos.
Su rutina lo aburrió no encontró nada mejor.
Y ya ves, quieren llamar la atención.

Con el correr del tiempo piedras hay que esquivar,
sus vidas de infelices no podrán superar.
Cada uno es dueño de sus actos.

Haciendo oídos sordos ya no molestará.
El monigote partió, nadie le dio de morfar.
Va mendigando limosnas, no las recibirá.
Con su propio caudal se terminará de ahogar.

A cuestas su cadáver se encarga de enterrar.
Los huevos le hacen falta no te puede enfrentar.
Esa gente muere por su mediocridad.
Su mente está podrida, tan podrida que...

Haciendo oídos sordos ya no molestará
El monigote partió nadie le dio de morfar.
Va mendigando limosnas, no las recibirá.
Con su propio caudal se terminará de ahogar.

Deaf Ears

That crowd worries about talking bad about you.
Their routine bored them, they didn't find anything better.
And you see, they want to call attention.

As time goes by, stones must be dodged,
their unhappy lives they won't be able to overcome.
Each one is the owner of their actions.

By turning a deaf ear, it won't bother anymore.
The puppet left, no one gave him food.
He's begging for alms, he won't receive them.
With his own wealth, he will end up drowning.

Carrying his corpse, he takes care of burying it.
He lacks the guts, he can't face you.
That crowd dies because of their mediocrity.
Their mind is rotten, so rotten that...

By turning a deaf ear, it won't bother anymore.
The puppet left, no one gave him food.
He's begging for alms, he won't receive them.
With his own wealth, he will end up drowning.

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