Paroles et traduction Banda Maguey - La Cucaracha

La Cucaracha

Ya no te quiero mujer, por prieta y cucaracha
Y por que tienes las orejas como olla de nixtamal.
Ya no te quiero mujer, por prieta y cucaracha
Y por que tienes los dientes como jaguar.

Y ella me dice que las hilachas y las muchachas
Naranja dulce, lima chichona, lima limón
Se quita con atole, cafe con tenedor

Hay viene tu marido, borracho y perdido
Lamido de los perros, trompeado por los puercos es por tu amor, no lo vayas a abandonar.

Ya no te quiero mujer, por prieta y cucaracha
Y por que tienes las orejas como olla de nixtamal.
Ya no te quiero mujer, por prieta y cucaracha
Y por que tienes los dientes como jaguar.

Y ella me dice que las hilachas y las muchachas
Naranja dulce, lima chichona, lima limón
Se quita con atole, café con tenedor

Hay viene tu marido, borracho y perdido lamido de los perros, trompeado por los puercos es por tu amor, no lo vayas a abandonar.

Y ella me dice que las hilachas y las muchachas
Naranja dulce, lima chichona, lima limón
Se quita con atole, café con tenedor

Hay viene tu marido, borracho y perdido lamido de los perros, trompeado por los puercos es por tu amor, no lo vayas a abandonar.

The Cockroach

I don't want you anymore, woman, you're dark and a cockroach
And because your ears are like a pot of nixtamal.
I don't want you anymore, woman, you're dark and a cockroach
And because your teeth are like a jaguar's.

And she tells me that the rags and the girls
Sweet orange, big lime, lemon
Are cured with atole, coffee with a fork

Here comes your husband, drunk and lost
Licked by dogs, trampled by pigs, it's because of your love, don't abandon him.

I don't want you anymore, woman, you're dark and a cockroach
And because your ears are like a pot of nixtamal.
I don't want you anymore, woman, you're dark and a cockroach
And because your teeth are like a jaguar's.

And she tells me that the rags and the girls
Sweet orange, big lime, lemon
Are cured with atole, coffee with a fork

Here comes your husband, drunk and lost, licked by dogs, trampled by pigs, it's because of your love, don't abandon him.

And she tells me that the rags and the girls
Sweet orange, big lime, lemon
Are cured with atole, coffee with a fork

Here comes your husband, drunk and lost, licked by dogs, trampled by pigs, it's because of your love, don't abandon him.