Paroles et traduction Alzate - Ahora Resulta (Censurada)

Ahora Resulta (Censurada)

Pero no me mires así
Con todo respeto esta canción no es para todas
Es sencillamente la historia de lo que alguién,ah, le sucedió, ah

Te compré ropa y bolsos de diseñador
Y unas gafas con diamantes incrustados
Te puse pechos, te puse nalgas y una cintura dónde tu tenías llantas
Te compre más zapatos que para un cien pies
Y pestañas largas, negras y encrespadas
Nariz bonita, respingadita
Y pa' broncearte te metí en una máquina, ¡ay!

Y ahora resulta
Que te crees el más bello monumento
Fuiste una mala inversión y me arrepiento
Pues tus palabras de amor arrastró el viento

Y ahora resulta
Que no estoy en el nivel que tú pensabas
Me dices eso y otras tantas pendejadas
Ahora resulta muñequita, ahora resulta
Maldita puta, ¡antes de mi tú no eras nada!

¡Ay!, Así es que es Alzate ¡Papá!

Te compré un carro que ni sabes manejar
Y aparatos de esos con una manzana
Yo te di joyas, tangas de Victoria
Y hasta un perro del tamaño de una rata

Y ahora resulta
Que te crees el más bello monumento
Fuiste una mala inversión y me arrepiento
Pues tus palabras de amor arrastró el viento

Y ahora resulta
Que no estoy en el nivel que tú pensabas
Me dices eso y otras tantas pendejadas
Ahora resulta muñequita, ahora resulta
Maldita puta, ¡antes de mi tú no eras nada! (ah)

Now You're Making Excuses (Censored)

But don't look at me that way
With all due respect, this song is not for everyone
It's simply the story of what happened to someone, oh

I bought you designer clothes and bags
And sunglasses with diamonds embedded
I gave you breasts, a butt, and a waist where you used to have rolls
I bought you more shoes than a centipede needs
And long, black, curly eyelashes
A beautiful, upturned nose
And to tan you, I put you in a machine, oh!

Now you're making excuses
You think you're the most beautiful monument
You were a bad investment and I regret it
Because your words of love were carried away by the wind

Now you're making excuses
You think I'm not on the level you thought I was
You tell me that and a lot of other stupid things
Now you're making excuses, little girl. Now you're making excuses
You goddamn whore, you were nothing before me!

Oh, that's how it is Alzate, daddy!

I bought you a car that you don't even know how to drive
And gadgets with an apple
I gave you jewelry, Victoria's Secret panties
And even a dog the size of a rat

Now you're making excuses
You think you're the most beautiful monument
You were a bad investment and I regret it
Because your words of love were carried away by the wind

Now you're making excuses
You think I'm not on the level you thought I was
You tell me that and a lot of other stupid things
Now you're making excuses, little girl. Now you're making excuses
You goddamn whore, you were nothing before me! (ah)