Paroles et traduction Claudio Alcaraz - 50 Mentadas

50 Mentadas

No nos entendimos, se acabo y ni modo
Cada quien su rumbo, ahí que muera todo
Y no te preocupes por dejarme solo
A eso de la depre, ya le agarre el modo.
Un suspiro al viento y un tequila doble
Una buena vieja, no le hace que cobre
50 mentadas, 100 para que sobren
Pero ahora se quiebra mas primero un roble.
Te sentías ahogada, querías
libertades
Me echabas en cara, las desigualdades
Desde que me acuerdo, siempre han sido iguales
Mi genio y carácter, cultura y modales
Ahora no me aguanta, tas hasta la madre
No se te hace mija, que es un poco tarde
Así me aceptaste y hoy quieres que cambie
O aguantas la vara
O a chihuahua al baile
(Música)
Un suspiro al viento y un tequila doble
Una buena vieja, no le hace que cobre
50 mentadas 100 para que sobren
Pero ahora se quiebra, mas primero un roble.
Te sentías ahogada, querías
libertades
Me echabas en cara, las desigualdades
Desde que me acuerdo siempre han sido iguales
Mi genio y carácter, cultura y modales
Ahora no me aguantas tas hasta la madre
No se te hace, mija que es un poco tarde
Así me aceptaste y hoy quieres que cambie
O aguantas la vara
O a chihuahua al baile

50 Curses

We didn't understand each other, it's over and that's it
Each one their way, let it all die
And don't worry about leaving me alone
I've already got a handle on the depression.
A sigh in the wind and a double tequila
An old flame, I don't care if she charges
50 curses, 100 to spare
But now an oak tree would break first.
You felt suffocated, you wanted
freedom
You threw the inequalities in my face
For as long as I can remember, they've always been the same
My temper and character, culture and manners
Now you can't stand me, you're fed up
Doesn't it seem to you, my dear, that it's a bit late
That's how you accepted me and now you want me to change
Either you put up with it
Or you can go to hell
(Music)
A sigh in the wind and a double tequila
An old flame, I don't care if she charges
50 curses, 100 to spare
But now an oak tree would break first.
You felt suffocated, you wanted
freedom
You threw the inequalities in my face
For as long as I can remember they've always been the same
My temper and character, culture and manners
Now you can't stand me, you're fed up
Doesn't it seem to you, my dear, that it's a bit late
That's how you accepted me and now you want me to change
Either you put up with it
Or you can go to hell