Paroles et traduction Banda Machos - La divina garza

La divina garza

Y ahí les va presumidas
Arre Machos

No sé qué pasa contigo que me llenas de tristeza
Y tienes como castigo mil delirios de grandeza
Presumes lo que no tienes con muchas fanfarronadas
Nomás dime a qué te atienes para andar echando habladas

Te sientes un pavo real cuando se enancha y camina
Se me hace que, en el corral, no ha llegado ni a gallina
Y yo te pido por Dios que te quiten esa farsa
Cuando te dicen adiós
Te crees la divina garza

Y arre, y arre, y arre

Tú nunca escuchas consejos y a todos ves sin razones
Como Dios a los conejos, chiquitos y orejones
Aunque mi amor se derrumba, no olvides a quien te canta
Porque si el hambre te tumba, el orgullo te levanta

Te sientes un pavo real cuando se enancha y camina
Se me hace que, en el corral, no ha llegado ni a gallina
Y yo te pido por Dios que te quiten esa farsa
Cuando te dicen adiós
Te crees la divina garza

Te sientes un pavo real cuando se enancha y camina
Se me hace que, en el corral, no ha llegado ni a gallina
Y yo te pido por Dios que te quiten esa farsa
Cuando te dicen adiós
Te crees la divina garza

The Divine Heron

And here it goes, show-offs.
Giddy up, Machos!

I don't know what's wrong with you, you fill me with sadness.
And you have, as punishment, a thousand delusions of grandeur.
You boast about what you don't have, filled with bombast.
Just tell me how you dare to go about spreading rumors?

You feel like a peacock when it fans out its feathers and walks,
It seems to me that you have not even become a hen in the coop.
And I ask you for God's sake, let them pull that farce away from you,
When they say goodbye to you,
You think you're the divine heron.

And giddy up, giddy up, giddy up!

You never listen to advice and see everyone without reasons,
Like God to the rabbits, little and with big ears,
Although my love collapses, don't forget the one who sings to you,
Because if hunger gets you down pride will lift you up.

You feel like a peacock when it fans out its feathers and walks,
It seems to me that you have not even become a hen in the coop.
And I ask you for God's sake, let them pull that farce away from you,
When they say goodbye to you,
You think you're the divine heron.

You feel like a peacock when it fans out its feathers and walks,
It seems to me that you have not even become a hen in the coop.
And I ask you for God's sake, let them pull that farce away from you,
When they say goodbye to you,
You think you're the divine heron.