Explore the poetic essence of Angelina Mango‘s “La Noia” through the English translation of its lyrics. As you traverse the translated verses, feel the intense emotions and vibrant imagery that define this expressive song. “La Noia” reveals a tale of yearning and self-reflection, encouraging listeners to submerge themselves in the intricate emotions embedded in every line.
Angelina Mango – La Noia Lyrics
Verse 1
The drawings I’ve made
I stay here and I look at them
None of them comes alive
This page is lazy
I’m in a hurry
And they told me that life is precious
I wear it on my neck head-on
My necklace has no pearls of wisdom
They gave me the colorful beads
For messed up girls with traumas
To unravel little by little with age
And yet I’m happy as a clam, look, zero dramas
I may change cities again
Because staying still makes me, makes me
Refrain
Bored
Bored
Bored
Bored
Pre-Chorus
I die without dying
In these used up days
I live without suffering
There’s no bigger cross
All we can do is laugh
On these burnt up nights
A crown of thorns
Will be the dress-code for my party
Chorus
Ah, it’s the cumbia of boredom, mhm
It’s the cumbia of total boredom
Ah, it’s the cumbia of boredom, oh, oh
It’s the cumbia of total boredom
Verse 2
The people that see the evil in things
It makes you want to flee as soon as they start to speak
And I’d like to tell them that I’m fine, but then they glare at me
So I say that it’s hard to live
Business, you talk about business
In the meantime, I close my eyes to sign contracts
Mhm, princess, he calls you “princess”
So stop washing the dishes now
Pre-Chorus
I die without dying
In these used up days
I live without suffering
There’s no bigger cross
All we can do is laugh
On these burnt up nights
A crown of thorns
Will be the dress-code for my party
Chorus
Ah, it’s the cumbia of boredom, mhm, oh
It’s the cumbia of total boredom
Ah, it’s the cumbia of boredom, huh
It’s the cumbia of total boredom
Bridge
So you write songs?
Yes, love songs
And I don’t want to bore you
But someone’s got to sing them
Cumbia, I dance the cumbia
If I risk tripping, at least I’ll stop the boredom
So I throw a party, throw a party
Because it’s the only way to stop getting
To stop getting
To stop getting, ah
Refrain
Bored
Bored
Bored
Bored
Pre-Chorus
I die because dying
Makes the days more human
I live because suffering
Leads to the greatest joys
All we can do is laugh
On these burnt up nights
A crown of thorns
Will be the dress-code for my party
Chorus
Ah, it’s the cumbia of boredom, ah
It’s the cumbia of total boredom
Ah, it’s the cumbia of boredom, oh, ah
It’s the cumbia of total boredom
Outro
Total
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