Cosas Del Ayer
Recuerdas esos dias en que todo iba bien,
Donde el odio y la maldad eran de la tv.
Cuando podias comprar esos viejos long plays,
Cuadno podias escuchar esos viejos l.p.'s.
Todo aparentaba paz y tranquilidad,
Solo las buenas notas nos debian importar,
Para el meiodia a casa regresar
Sin pensar que algun dia tendrian que crecer.
Ay, ay, ay son cosas del ayer.
Ay, ay, ay son cosas del ayer.
Nunca pensaste si habia para comer,
Pues la inocencia de la edad nunca te deja ver
Que tu padre, horas extra, se tenia que joder
Para poder a casa traer algo que comer.
Verdaderos milagros tu madre tenia que hacer.
Pues con unos centavos debia mantener
El sustento de tu hogar y poder mantener
A flote ese barco que debia naufragar.
Ay, ay, ay son cosas del ayer.
Ay, ay, ay son cosas del ayer.
Pero nada es eterno, tenias que despertar,
Porque el paso del tiempo nos hace reaccionar.
Porque para la vida no existe un manual
Y a veces en muy dura la realidad.
Ya podras darte cuenta de nuestra realidad,
Estamos condenados al gusto de bailar.
Ya podras darte cuenta, es nuestra especialidad,
Estamos condenados al gusto de bailar.
Y lo unico que queda, lo unico que queda,
Lo unico que queda, lo unico que queda,
Lo unico que queda, es vivir con dignidad.
Things from Yesterday
Remember those days when everything was alright,
Where hate and evil were just on TV.
When you could buy those old long plays,
When you could listen to those old LPs.
Everything seemed peaceful and calm,
Only the good vibes should matter to us,
By noon, heading back home
Without thinking that someday we’d have to grow up.
Oh, oh, oh, those are things from yesterday.
Oh, oh, oh, those are things from yesterday.
You never thought about what was for dinner,
'Cause the innocence of youth never lets you see
That your dad had to bust his ass for overtime
Just to bring something home for us to eat.
Real miracles your mom had to pull off.
'Cause with just a few cents, she had to keep
The household running and make sure to maintain
That ship afloat that was bound to sink.
Oh, oh, oh, those are things from yesterday.
Oh, oh, oh, those are things from yesterday.
But nothing lasts forever, you had to wake up,
'Cause the passage of time makes us react.
'Cause there’s no manual for life,
And sometimes reality hits hard.
You’ll soon realize our reality,
We’re doomed to the joy of dancing.
You’ll soon realize, it’s our specialty,
We’re doomed to the joy of dancing.
And the only thing left, the only thing left,
The only thing left, the only thing left,
The only thing left, is to live with dignity.