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Galicia, A Different Place

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Galicia Sitio Distinto

Galicia sitio distinto!

Arde Galicia co lume forestal
E con lume ou sen lume ti tamén podes arder
Porque no inferno forestal non se está tan mal
Ainda que a piromanía non che me da nada igual
E con razón ou sen razón teño que insistir que
Arde Galicia
Pero non queima!
Tacón, tacón, tacón punta tacón
Arde Galicia co lume forestal
Tamén arden os teus ollos con pupilas de metal
E cando os teus ollos queiman tanto che me ten
E tanto che me ten
Ven!
E tanto che me ten
Vai!
Vai e ven
Vai e ven e baila do dereito e do revés
Tacón, tacón, tacón punta tacón

Quero bailar, quero bailar
Tacón punta tacón
Quero bailar, quero bailar
Tacón punta tacón
Quero bailar, quero bailar
Tacón punta tacón
Quero bailar, quero bailar
Tacón punta tacón

Bailas do dereito
Bailas do revés
E baila, ponte quieto!
Pero sin mover os pés
Porque bailas cos pés quietos
Que parecelo siroco
Unha volta e outra volta
E despois reviravolta!
E dalle! Dalle!
Que eu tamén lle dou
E dalle! Dalle!
Mira como vou
Tacón, tacón, tacón punta tacón

Quero bailar!
Quero bailar!
Quero bailar!
Nos coches de choque quero bailar!
Quero bailar, quero bailar
Tacón punta tacón
Quero bailar, quero bailar
Tacón punta tacón
Quero bailar, quero bailar
Tacón punta tacón
Quero bailar, quero bailar
Tacón punta tacón

Xa estou farto de millo
Que non quero patacas
Que cultiven pellote
Dende Ortegal ó Miño
E Galicia é un sitio
Un sitio distinto!
E no distinto non se dá a banana
É por iso que Galicia non é como en Ghana
A xente non canta
Galicia banana!
Galicia! Banana? I like it!
Tacón, tacón, tacón punta tacón

Quero bailar, quero bailar
Tacón punta tacón
Quero bailar, quero bailar
Tacón punta tacón
Quero bailar, quero bailar
Tacón punta tacón
Quero bailar, quero bailar
Tacón punta tacón

Galicia ten o demo
E ten o tangarallo
E ten un bicho dentro que se chama o tangarallo
E toma ti, toma tangarallo
Eu doucho enfermo e ti dasmo sano
Unha rolda de vellas debaixo dun carballo
Un día de estes matarán ó bicho tangarallo
E toma ti, toma tangarallo
Eu doucho enfermo e ti dásmo sano

Quero bailar!
Quero bailar!
Quero bailar!
Nos coches de choque, quero bailar!
Quero bailar, quero bailar
Tacón punta tacón
Quero bailar, quero bailar
Tacón punta tacón
Quero bailar, quero bailar
Tacón punta tacón
Quero bailar, quero bailar
Tacón punta tacón

E unha vez un jicho de Noia
Díxome con paranoia
Que Álvaro Pino
Comprou unha Vespino
Uhú, ahá
Quedeime sen falar
E pra disimular decidín cantar
Unha canción italiana que se chama Il Mondo
Il mondo, il mondo
Mondoñedo!
Noia paranoia, il mondo Mondoñedo
Viño branco, viño tinto
Galicia sitio distinto!
Uhú, ahá
Así che nos vai
A Coruña, Lugo, Ourense, Pontevedra
Namibia, Palestina, Nicaragua, Guatemala
Uhú, ahá, uhú uhú ahá
Isto é o que hai
Castelao, Nelson Mandela
E Álvaro Pino
Que comprou unha Vespino!
Tacón, tacón, tacón punta tacón

Quero bailar!
Quero bailar!
Quero bailar!
Nos coches de choque, quero bailar!
Quero bailar, quero bailar
Tacón punta tacón
Quero bailar, quero bailar
Tacón punta tacón
Quero bailar, quero bailar
Tacón punta tacón
Quero bailar, quero bailar
Tacón punta tacón

Galicia, A Different Place

Galicia, a different place!

Galicia's burning with wildfires
And with fire or without fire, you can burn too
'Cause in the wild hell, it ain't so bad
Even if arson doesn't do a damn thing for me
And whether it's justified or not, I gotta insist that
Galicia's burning
But it ain't burning up!
Heel, heel, heel, pointy heel
Galicia's burning with wildfires
Your eyes are burning too with metal pupils
And when your eyes burn so much, it gets to me
And it gets to me
Come on!
And it gets to me
Go!
Go and come
Go and come and dance to the left and to the right
Heel, heel, heel, pointy heel

I wanna dance, I wanna dance
Pointy heel
I wanna dance, I wanna dance
Pointy heel
I wanna dance, I wanna dance
Pointy heel
I wanna dance, I wanna dance
Pointy heel

You dance to the left
You dance to the right
And dance, stay still!
But without moving your feet
'Cause you dance with your feet still
Like a sirocco
One turn and another turn
And then a spin!
And go! Go!
'Cause I’m in too
And go! Go!
Look at how I move
Heel, heel, heel, pointy heel

I wanna dance!
I wanna dance!
I wanna dance!
In the bumper cars, I wanna dance!
I wanna dance, I wanna dance
Pointy heel
I wanna dance, I wanna dance
Pointy heel
I wanna dance, I wanna dance
Pointy heel
I wanna dance, I wanna dance
Pointy heel

I’m so sick of corn
I don’t want potatoes
They grow bullshit
From Ortegal to the Miño
And Galicia is a place
A different place!
And in the different, you don’t get bananas
That’s why Galicia ain’t like Ghana
People don’t sing
Galicia banana!
Galicia! Banana? I like it!
Heel, heel, heel, pointy heel

I wanna dance, I wanna dance
Pointy heel
I wanna dance, I wanna dance
Pointy heel
I wanna dance, I wanna dance
Pointy heel
I wanna dance, I wanna dance
Pointy heel

Galicia's got the devil
And it’s got the tangarallo
And there’s a bug inside called the tangarallo
And here you go, take the tangarallo
I give you the sick one and you give me the healthy one
A circle of old ladies under an oak tree
One of these days they’ll kill the tangarallo bug
And here you go, take the tangarallo
I give you the sick one and you give me the healthy one

I wanna dance!
I wanna dance!
I wanna dance!
In the bumper cars, I wanna dance!
I wanna dance, I wanna dance
Pointy heel
I wanna dance, I wanna dance
Pointy heel
I wanna dance, I wanna dance
Pointy heel
I wanna dance, I wanna dance
Pointy heel

And once a bug from Noia
Told me with paranoia
That Álvaro Pino
Bought a Vespino
Uh-huh, ah-ha
I was left speechless
And to play it cool, I decided to sing
An Italian song called Il Mondo
Il mondo, il mondo
Mondoñedo!
Noia paranoia, il mondo Mondoñedo
White wine, red wine
Galicia, a different place!
Uh-huh, ah-ha
That’s how it goes
A Coruña, Lugo, Ourense, Pontevedra
Namibia, Palestine, Nicaragua, Guatemala
Uh-huh, ah-ha, uh-huh uh-huh ah-ha
This is what it is
Castelao, Nelson Mandela
And Álvaro Pino
Who bought a Vespino!
Heel, heel, heel, pointy heel

I wanna dance!
I wanna dance!
I wanna dance!
In the bumper cars, I wanna dance!
I wanna dance, I wanna dance
Pointy heel
I wanna dance, I wanna dance
Pointy heel
I wanna dance, I wanna dance
Pointy heel
I wanna dance, I wanna dance
Pointy heel

Escrita por: Antón Reixa