Paroles et traduction Isabel Pantoja - El Señorito

El Señorito

Brillantina a lo travoltaPantalÓn ancho y sin voltaCon botitas mocasÍnEl seÑoritoNadie sabe ni se explicaSi es muy macho o es maricaPara amar es indistinEl seÑoritoDe la ceca hasta la mecaVa de club en discotecaEntre whisky peleÓnY la chorbas embobadasA su tronco bien atadasVan diciendo esta canciÓn
Presume porque puedeDe su palmitoEl seÑoritoSe lleva el gato al aguaPor ser bonitoEl seÑoritoE igual en la gran vÍaQue en leganitosEn sol y en la cibelesSe escucha a gritosDecir a una camberaDe bolso y guitoEstoy como una perraQue me derritoPor mo de las eshurrasDel seÑoritoSeÑorito
La fulana y la menganaSe ha zurrao la badanaPues las droga con su amorEl seÑoritoY el tan pancho en su nirvanaFuma grifa y marijuanaY hasta viaja sin motor (que bestia el tÍo)El seÑoritoCuantan que al ayuntamientoHa llegao el descontentoY el alcalde ha dicho asÍO acabamos con el mito de un travolta tan chulitoO el acaba con madrid
Presume porque puedeDe su palmitoEl seÑoritoSe lleva el gato al aguaPor ser bonitoEl seÑoritoE igual en la gran vÍaQue en leganitosEn sol y en la cibelesSe escucha a gritosDecir a una camberaDe bolso y guitoEstoy como una perraQue me derritoPor mo de las eshurrasDel seÑoritoSeÑorito

The Young Gentleman

He wears his hair slicked back like TravoltaBell-bottoms and no socksWith moccasins on his feetThe young gentlemanNo one knows for sureIf he's a real man or a queerHe's ambiguous when it comes to loveThe young gentlemanFrom one end of town to the otherHe goes from club to discothequeBetween whiskey soursAnd the dizzy groupiesAll tied to his shapely trunkThey sing this song
He shows off because he canWith his good looksThe young gentlemanHe gets what he wantsBecause he's handsomeThe young gentlemanBoth on the Gran VíaAnd in LeganitosIn Sol and in CibelesYou hear people shoutTo say to a waitressWith her bag and her moneyI'm like a dog in heatI meltFor one of the young gentleman's glancesThe young gentleman
Fulana and MenganaHave had a fight over himBecause he's drugged them with his loveThe young gentlemanAnd he's so carefree in his paradiseHe smokes weed and marijuanaAnd even travels without an engine (what a beast, that guy)The young gentlemanThey say that at the city hallThere's been a lot of discontentAnd the mayor has said like thisWe'll put an end to the myth of such a vain TravoltaOr he'll end up destroying Madrid
He shows off because he canWith his good looksThe young gentlemanHe gets what he wantsBecause he's handsomeThe young gentlemanBoth on the Gran VíaAnd in LeganitosIn Sol and in CibelesYou hear people shoutTo say to a waitressWith her bag and her moneyI'm like a dog in heatI meltFor one of the young gentleman's glancesThe young gentleman