Paroles et traduction CARDELLINO - Fin de Semana - Acústico

Fin de Semana - Acústico

Ya son las dos p.m.
Y ella recostada en mi pecho me pide fuego
Mientras ríe mirando un meme
Cuando se enciende es la creme de la creme
Tanta frescura que hace que me queme

Ella juega y no para hasta que me descreme
Y hace que en pleno día soleado truene
Siempre modo extreme
Aunque dulce como M&M, ella me mima
De haters con su boquita en mí

Si me lo dan es porque me lo gano
Si lo hago es porque se me da la gana
Si te lastimo solo me hago daño
Contigo un lunes es fin de semana

Si me lo dan es porque me lo gano
Si lo hago es porque se me da la gana
Si te lastimo solo me hago daño
Contigo un lunes es fin de semana

Ellos están tirando beef, y yo con su culo arriba
Quemando el tiempo y viendo el humo salir de su nariz
Y ese hoyuelito en su cara
Que me hace tan feliz

Ven pasa ese blunt, maltratemos el colchón
Escupime, pégame y porfa, no me pidas perdón
Quiero ver cómo te pones
Mientras que contengo mi respiración

Y aunque ellos quieran verme solo
La tengo enrolándome un porro
Sacándole brillo a mi piel bebiendo de esa miel
Mientras le suena el fono

Yo no quiero ser otro panza
To′ el día escoliando por el insta
Prefiero perderles de vista
Y de ver como ella me deja que la desvista

Si me lo dan es porque me lo gano
Si lo hago es porque se me da la gana
Si te lastimo solo me hago daño
Contigo un lunes es fin de semana

Si me lo dan es porque me lo gano
Si lo hago es porque se me da la gana
Si te lastimo solo me hago daño
Contigo un lunes es fin de semana

Fin de Semana - Acoustic

It is already two p.m.
And she is lying in my chest asking for a light
While laughing at a meme
When she lights up she is the creme de la creme
So much freshness that makes me burn

She plays and does not stop until she exhausts me
And she makes it thunder even in broad daylight
Always extreme mode
Although sweet as M&M, she pampers me
From haters with her little mouth on me

If they give it to me, it is because I deserve it
If I do it, it is because I feel like it
If I hurt you, I only hurt myself
With you, a Monday is the weekend

If they give it to me, it is because I deserve it
If I do it, it is because I feel like it
If I hurt you, I only hurt myself
With you, a Monday is the weekend

They are throwing beef, and I am on top of their ass
Burning my time and watching the smoke come out their nose
And that dimple on her face
That makes me so happy

Come on, pass that blunt, let's rough up the mattress
Spit on me, hit me, and please don't apologize
I want to see how you get
While I hold my breath

And even though they want to see me alone
I have her rolling me a joint
Polishing my skin drinking from that honey
While her phone rings

I don't want to be another fat belly
Spending all day stalking on Instagram
I prefer to lose sight of them
And watch how she lets me undress her

If they give it to me, it is because I deserve it
If I do it, it is because I feel like it
If I hurt you, I only hurt myself
With you, a Monday is the weekend

If they give it to me, it is because I deserve it
If I do it, it is because I feel like it
If I hurt you, I only hurt myself
With you, a Monday is the weekend