Halcones y Payasos
Han pasado cosas y esto es un montón
Quiero que me expliques este papelón
Si es que aún no te tapó la ola
Le vendiste el alma, no tenés opción
No te quedan chances como camaleón
Vos sos solo gris y te llegó la hora, la hora
Ya estuvimos así, ya salimos de cosas peores
No la vimos venir y seguimos acá
¿Qué me vas a decir? Que tuvimos problemas mayores
No te olvides de mí, qué te vas a olvidar
Ya pedís permiso para hablar con él
En tus oficinas, arma su cuartel
Ya no se conforma con unas migajas
Le abriste la puerta de tu gran mansión
Era un pajarito y ahora es un halcón
No tenés derecho ni a mover sus cajas, sus cajas
Esto yo ya lo vi, todo el tiempo, las mismas canciones
¿Vos de qué te reís? Pronto va a terminar
Quieren eliminar las banderas de nuestros balcones
Lo lograste una vez, pero ya nunca más
Un payaso servil, mala gente, los mismos traidores
Los veremos huir, volverán a escapar
Hawks and Clowns
Things have happened and it's a lot
I want you to explain this mess to me
If the wave hasn't washed you away yet
You sold your soul, you have no choice
You don't have chances left like a chameleon
You're just gray and your time has come, your time
We've been through this, we've come out of worse things
We didn't see it coming and we're still here
What are you gonna tell me? That we had bigger problems
Don't forget about me, how could you forget
Now you ask for permission to talk to him
In your offices, building his fortress
He's no longer satisfied with just crumbs
You opened the door to your big mansion
He was a little bird and now he's a hawk
You don't even have the right to move his boxes, his boxes
I've seen this before, all the time, the same old songs
What are you laughing at? It's gonna end soon
They want to erase the flags from our balconies
You did it once, but never again
A servile clown, bad people, the same old traitors
We'll see them flee, they'll escape again
Escrita por: Emiliano Brancciari