Paroles et traduction Jesuly - Historias Para No Dormir 2

Historias Para No Dormir 2

Saliste convencío, muy seguro de ti mismo,
Era un Sábado cualquiera y no te para un cataclismo,
Eras una fiera, ibas a follarte a varias,
No importan si sus bocas están agrias o manías,
La labia no te falta, te habían echao las cartas,
Dijeron que follarías y tu moral estaba alta,
La aguja no saltaría, no la pintarían ni en broma,
Seguro que caería la que pasara por tu zona,
Hozone puso el ritmo mientras que te maqueabas,
Gomina, la camisa flores, sobre mí cantabas,
Quedaste con tres compis, en concreto íbais cuatro,
Queríais mojar sin pagar o que al menos fuera barato,
Da igual que fuera un pepino, un anormal o un tanque,
Hoy de apalanque nanai, se tirásteis pa el Palenque,
No había una chavala que tuviera mala cara,
¿Sería que ninguna era fea o que toas te gustaban?
Te asustaban las que estaban con pariento,
Te habías puesto mu guapito y no querías enfrentamiento,
Enfrente tuya no te miento, hermano ¡mira que esperpento!,
Mediría uno noventa, esa se puede llevar cientos,
Tú te acercaste, te habías bebío seis caciques,
Así que ¿porqué no presentarse?, me lo expliquen,
Las tetas por amígdalas y un culo que ni Jennifer,
O te las pimplas esta noche o te lleva Lucifer,
Simpática, agradable, bonita, parecía estable,
Tenía un BMW Serie 3 insuperable,
La charla fue corta, se alejásteis de la carpa,
El asiento de su coche con lunas tintás, es mortal,
Estaba fuerte, catastes su material,
Las tetas de silicona al final no están tan mal,
Y esa faldita, tú vas y se la quitas,
Y resultó tener una polla que no cabía en el tanguita.

Stories Not to Sleep 2

You emerged feeling confident, very sure of yourself,
It was an average Saturday and you wouldn't give up for a cataclysm,
You were a beast, you were going to fuck varios,
It didn't matter if their mouths were sour or mania,
You didn't lack the gift of gab, the cards had been thrown at you,
They said you would fuck and your morale was high,
The needle would not jump, it would not even be painted as a joke,
Surely the one that would pass by your area would fall,
Hozone set the pace as you put on your makeup,
Pomade, a floral shirt, you sang about me,
You agreed with three friends, specifically you four would go,
You wanted to get wet without paying or at least it would be cheap,
It doesn't matter if it was a cucumber, an abnormal or a tank,
Today no cuddling, you guys moved on to the Palenque,
There wasn't a girl who had a bad face,
Could it be that none were ugly or that you liked them all?
You were scared of those who were with their relatives,
You had made yourself very handsome and you didn't want a confrontation,
In front of you, I'm not lying, brother, look at that freak!,
It would measure one ninety, that one could take hundreds,
You came closer, you had drunk six caciques,
So why not introduce yourself?, explain it to me,
Her tits as tonsils and an ass like Jennifer's,
You either screw her tonight or Lucifer will take you,
Nice, pleasant, pretty, she seemed stable,
She had an unbeatable BMW Series 3,
The conversation was short, you moved away from the tent,
The seat of her car with tinted windows is deadly,
She was strong, you tasted her material,
Silicone tits aren't so bad in the end,
And that skirt, you go and take it off,
And she turned out to have a dick that didn't fit in the thong.