[1] María Nieves Reboll… Read Full Bio ↴Bebe is the name used by at least 8 artists:
[1] María Nieves Rebolledo Vila (b. 9 May 1978 in Extremadura, Spain), a singer and actress whose parents were members of the folk group Surberina. Her Spanish breakthrough came with her album Pafuera Telarañas. She won the Best New Artist award, at the 2005 Latin Grammy Awards, and was nominated for five awards in total.
Y. is the second studio album released by Spanish singer-songwriter Bebe. Released on June 29, 2009, the album received positive critical reviews, and entered the Spanish Album Chart at number one. It was released after Bebe's four-year hiatus from the music business, following the success of her debut album Pafuera Telarañas. Recorded over a year in Madrid and Cadiz, Spain, Y. includes the Latin Grammy Award-nominated song "Me Fui" and the single "Pa' Mi Casa". The album was produced by Carlos Jean, who also worked with Bebe on her debut album. Bebe wrote all the lyrics, including some dealing with issues such as love, sex and self-respect. Y. received a Grammy Award nomination for Best Latin Rock, Alternative or Urban Album and was re-released in December 2009 as a double album edition, which includes the original songs and a separate album with B-sides and collaborations with Lucio Godoy, Luis Pastor, Pedro Guerra and Kultama.
Un Pokito de Rocanrol is her third studio album, released on February 6, 2012.
Cambio de Piel is the fourth studio album, released on October 9, 2015.
Sites: YouTube, Deezer, Hypem, Discogs, MusicBrainz, Wikipedia, Twitter and http://bebeoficial.com/ (official).
[2] A Korean pop/rock trio (a.k.a. 베베, made up of Woo Yeon Ju (vocals), Mal Jjang (guitar), and Kim Tae Yoon (drums). Their debut album was Be Careful! (2004).
[3] A reggaeton artist from Puerto Rico. He also raps in Spanish.
[4] A female Japanese singer-songwriter, who worked with Jazztronik. Her projects include BEBETECK and BEBE BLANCHETT. Her solo album "Bossa Nova" was released in 2000.
[5] Japanese girl-group from the 1980s
[6] A manele singer from Romania, known for the song "Am un bulgaras de aur".
[7] Dániel Abebe is a singer in a Hungarian funky-pop band called Back II Black.
[8] A Persian singer from Iran
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Bebe Lyrics
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Ponte bien guapa pa tí pa tí pa ti
Soy aprendiz de bruja, de chamana,
De madrid de abuela, si la vida me deja
Que lo que se retiene nunca se tiene
Y lo que se deja libre siempre vuelve, no se ahoga
Ahora me encuentro bien y motivada
No, no, no, no, no me acostumbro, no me acostumbro no...
No me acostumbro que no...
A no poder beber en la calle, a tus tonterías,
No me acostumbro a que no te calles,
No me acostumbro a tanto,
No me acostumbro a tanta velocidad
A la hora de pensar un poquito
No me acostumbro a tanto cabron con que
No me acostumbro a tanta policía pervertida,
No me acostumbro dime de quien te fia ya.
No me acostumbro a mirar y que no estén
Ni que las cosas me salgan bien
No me acostumbro a que medio mundo nos acostemos tranquilos
Y en el otro medio se mueran por miles los niños.
No!, que no me acostumbro
No me acostumbro a que intenten coartar mi libertad,
Que esa me la dieron al nacer mi mama, mi papa
No me acostumbro a que no haya casa pa' todos
Cuando la tierra no es de nadie cojones,
Es de quien en ella nació, creció, vivió y la trabajo
No me acostumbro a que haya que pagar pa' que te entierren ah!
Estamos, pa' que nos encierren
No me acostumbro vuestra demagogia,
A vuestra trampa, vuestra mentira.
Los mejores actores se juntan en política.
No me acostumbro a vivir sin sol,
No me acostumbro a vivir sin sol,
Y a donde quiera me hecho una siesta,
Me monto una fiesta pero no te acerques
Que no me acostumbro a las falsas apariencias
Y puedo darte con la mano abierta.
No me acostumbro a que me quieran dar ordenes
Orden contra orden, desorden
Desordenando mi vida encuentro el orden que no tenia
Y camino pa delante
Mi camino no esta dibujado en el camino,
No tiene huellas, va campo a trave,
Va campo a trave, va campo a trave
Mi camino no esta dibujado en el camino,
No tiene huellas, va campo a trave,
Va campo a trave, va campo a trave
Y mientras no me acostumbro a tanta subordinación,
Mira que a todos nos cuesta saber esto y que no,
A tanto mal phono, a tanta incomunicación entre tú y yo,
Entre tú y yo
No me acostumbro a que no veamos que el poder esta en nuestras manos, pero cerramos los ojos
Y chupamos el caramelo envenenao que nos dan, no, no, no
No me acostumbro a tanta mierda en los campos,
A tantos hijos de puta del bote chupando,
Metiendo el hocico en otro comedero
Mientras el suyo lo tienen entero
No me acostumbro a tanto, no me acostumbro a tanto,
No me acostumbro a tanto, a tanto muerto vertical.
Mi camino no esta dibujado en el camino,
No tiene huellas, va campo a trave,
Va campo a trave, va campo a trave...
The song ABC by Bebe is a powerful expression of frustration with the current state of society. Throughout the song, Bebe lists various things she cannot get used to or accept, such as not being able to drink in public, police corruption, and the inequality that exists in the world. The song also touches on her own identity and experiences, describing herself as an apprentice witch and shaman, and referencing her Madrid-born grandmother.
The first verse of the song speaks to Bebe's identity as a learner of magic and wisdom from her grandmother and other powerful women in her life. She believes that what we hold onto never truly belongs to us, and that what we set free will always come back to us. She is motivated and feeling good, and is unafraid to speak her mind and let her wild side out.
The chorus repeats the phrase "no me acostumbro," or "I can't get used to it," multiple times, emphasizing Bebe's frustration with the state of society. She lists various things she cannot accept, from not being able to drink alcohol in public to the corrupt police force and the injustice that exists in the world.
The second verse expands on Bebe's list of grievances, including untrustworthy people, dishonest politicians, and the damage done to the environment. She expresses her desire for true freedom and equality, while also admitting that she struggles with communication and connection with others. The final lines of the song return to the theme of her unconventional identity and her refusal to conform to society's expectations.
Overall, ABC is a bold and unapologetic protest song, highlighting the ways in which society fails its people and the need for radical change.
Line by Line Meaning
Ponte joya barata, anda descalza y con tacones
Dress up in cheap jewelry, walk barefoot with heels
Ponte bien guapa pa tí pa tí pa ti
Look pretty for yourself, just for yourself
Soy aprendiz de bruja, de chamana, de madrid de abuela, si la vida me deja
I am an apprentice witch, shaman, Madrid grandmother if life allows me
Que lo que se retiene nunca se tiene y lo que se deja libre siempre vuelve, no se ahoga
What is retained is never possessed and what is let go always comes back, never drowning
Ahora me encuentro bien y motivada y saco mi lengua a pasear... ah ah
Now I am feeling good and motivated, sticking out my tongue... ah ah
No, no, no, no, no me acostumbro, no me acostumbro no...
No, no, no, I cannot get used to it
No me acostumbro que no...
A no poder beber en la calle, a tus tonterías,
No me acostumbro a que no te calles,
No me acostumbro a tanto,
No me acostumbro a tanta velocidad
A la hora de pensar un poquito
I cannot get used to not being able to drink on the street, your stupidities, your constant talking, too many things, too fast when thinking for just a while.
No me acostumbro a tanto cabron con que
No me acostumbro a tanta policía pervertida,
No me acostumbro dime de quien te fia ya.
No me acostumbro a mirar y que no estén
Ni que las cosas me salgan bien
No me acostumbro a que medio mundo nos acostemos tranquilos
Y en el otro medio se mueran por miles los niños.
No!, que no me acostumbro
I cannot get used to so many bastards around, perverted police, tell me who to trust, not seeing anything when looking, not even when things go well, half the world sleeping while thousands of children are dying in the other half. No, I cannot get used to it.
No me acostumbro a que intenten coartar mi libertad,
Que esa me la dieron al nacer mi mama, mi papa
No me acostumbro a que no haya casa pa' todos
Cuando la tierra no es de nadie cojones,
Es de quien en ella nació, creció, vivió y la trabajo
I cannot get used to them trying to restrict my freedom, which was given to me by my mother and father when I was born. I cannot get used to the fact that there isn't a home for everyone when the land does not belong to anyone, it belongs to the one who was born there, grew up, lived and worked on it.
No me acostumbro a que haya que pagar pa' que te entierren ah!
Estamos, pa' que nos encierren
No me acostumbro vuestra demagogia,
A vuestra trampa, vuestra mentira.
Los mejores actores se juntan en política.
No me acostumbro a vivir sin sol,
No me acostumbro a vivir sin sol,
Y a donde quiera me hecho una siesta,
Me monto una fiesta pero no te acerques
Que no me acostumbro a las falsas apariencias
Y puedo darte con la mano abierta.
I cannot get used to having to pay to be buried, we are here just to be locked up. I cannot adjust to your demagoguery, your tricks, your lies. The best actors are in politics. I cannot get used to living without the sun, I cannot get used to it. I take a nap wherever I want, I have a party, but don't come near me because I don't like false appearances and I can hit back with an open hand.
No me acostumbro a que me quieran dar ordenes
Orden contra orden, desorden
Desordenando mi vida encuentro el orden que no tenia
Y camino pa delante
Mi camino no esta dibujado en el camino,
No tiene huellas, va campo a trave,
Va campo a trave, va campo a trave
I cannot adjust to being given orders, one order against another, disorder. I find order in the disorder of my life and move forward. My way is not drawn on the road, it has no tracks, it goes through the countryside.
Y mientras no me acostumbro a tanta subordinación,
Mira que a todos nos cuesta saber esto y que no,
A tanto mal phono, a tanta incomunicación entre tú y yo,
Entre tú y yo
As long as I can't get used to so much subordination, look at all of us struggling to know this and that, too many misunderstandings, too much miscommunication between you and me.
No me acostumbro a que no veamos que el poder esta en nuestras manos, pero cerramos los ojos
Y chupamos el caramelo envenenao que nos dan, no, no, no
No me acostumbro a tanta mierda en los campos,
A tantos hijos de puta del bote chupando,
Metiendo el hocico en otro comedero
Mientras el suyo lo tienen entero
No me acostumbro a tanto, no me acostumbro a tanto,
No me acostumbro a tanto, a tanto muerto vertical.
I cannot get used to the fact that we do not see that the power is in our hands but we close our eyes and suck on the poisoned candy they give us. I cannot get used to so much crap in the fields, so many bastards feeding out of the trough, sticking their noses in someone else's, while their own is full. I cannot get used to so much, I cannot get used to so many vertical deaths.
Mi camino no esta dibujado en el camino,
No tiene huellas, va campo a trave,
Va campo a trave, va campo a trave...
My way is not drawn on the road, it has no tracks, it goes through the countryside.
Contributed by Hunter Y. Suggest a correction in the comments below.