Paroles et traduction Milk & Sugar - Canto del Pilón (Simone Vitullo Radio Edit)

Canto del Pilón (Simone Vitullo Radio Edit)

Dale duro a ese pilon,
Que se acabe de romper,
Que en el monte hay mucho palo,
Y papa lo sabe hacer.

Ya me duele la cabeza
De tanto darle al pilon,
Para engordar un cochino
Y comprarme un camison.

All? arriba en aquel cerro
′T? un matrimonio civil,
Se casa la bemba 'e burro,
Con el pescuezo ′e violin.

Y la zoqueta se cree,
Que todo se lo merece
Y vive en un pe'azo 'e rancho
Que el viento se lo estremece.

Yo no quiero hombre casa′o,
Porque ′jiede' a mata dura,
Yo lo quiero solterito,
Que huele a pila madura.

Dale duro a ese pilon,
Que se acabe de romper,
Que en el monte hay mucho palo,
Y papa lo sabe hacer

Canto del Pilón (Simone Vitullo Radio Edit)

Hit it hard on that pestle,
Let it break apart,
There's plenty of wood in the forest,
And dad knows how to make it.

My head is throbbing now,
From hitting the pestle so hard,
To fatten up a pig
And buy myself a nightgown.

Up there on that hill
There's a common-law marriage,
Donkey lips is getting married,
To a neck like a violin.

And that fool believes,
That she deserves all this
And lives in a shack
That the wind shakes to pieces.

I don't want a married man,
Because he 'stinks' of hard work,
I want him single,
Who smells like a ripe avocado.

Hit it hard on that pestle,
Let it break apart,
There's plenty of wood in the forest,
And dad knows how to make it