Paroles et traduction Rosendo - Masculino singular - Version 2004

Masculino singular - Version 2004

Picaporte, no es que yo me meta ni me importe
Pero si pierdes el norte
No va a haber un dios que te soporte
Berberecho te pasas el día sacando pecho
Debes estar satisfecho
Un hombre debe ser hecho y derecho

Y tu que no te quieres enterar midiendo tu marchita y al trantran
Buscando la salida porque si hay una salida por aquí tiene que estar
Y siempre vueltas a empezar
No sabes si vienes o te vas
Buscando una salida por que si hay salida por aquí tiene que estar
Ve despacito que te vas a fatigar
Amigo saturnino masculino singular!

Inocente el que mucho abarca mucho miente
Y hasta de cuerpo presente
Luce presumido y reticente
Solomillo lo quieres de ida y vuelta o sencillo
Echa a correr que te pillo
Sin descolocarme ni el flequillo

Y tu que no te quieres enterar midiendo tu marchita y al trantran
Buscando una salida porque si hay una salida por aqui tiene estar
Y siempre vueltas a empezar y no sabes si vienes o te vas
Buscando la salida por que si hay unas salida por aquí tiene estar
Ve despacito que te vas a fatigar
Amigo saturnino masculino singular!

Picaporte no es que yo me meta ni me importe
Pero si pierdes el norte
No va a haber un dios que te soporte
Picaporte no es que yo me meta ni me importe
Pero si pierdes el norte
No va a haber un dios que te soporte
Picaporte no es que yo me meta ni me importe
Pero si pierdes el norte

Singular Male - 2004 Version

Doorknob, it's not that I'm interfering or that I care
But if you lose your way
There's not a god that will put up with you
Clam, you spend all day puffing out your chest
You must be satisfied
A man must be principled and upstanding

And you, who don't want to listen, measuring your withered life and going along at a slow pace
Looking for a way out because if there's a way out, it has to be around here somewhere
And you always start over again
You don't know if you're coming or going
Looking for a way out because if there's a way out, it has to be around here somewhere
Go slowly, you're going to tire yourself out
My saturnine friend, singular male!

He who tries to do too much, innocent one, lies a lot
And even when he's physically present
He seems pretentious and reserved
Sirloin, do you want it rare or well-done?
Start running because I'm catching up to you
Without even messing up my bangs

And you, who don't want to listen, measuring your withered life and going along at a slow pace
Looking for a way out because if there's a way out, it has to be around here somewhere
And you always start over again and you don't know if you're coming or going
Looking for a way out because if there's a way out, it has to be around here somewhere
Go slowly, you're going to tire yourself out
My saturnine friend, singular male!

Doorknob, it's not that I'm interfering or that I care
But if you lose your way
There's not a god that will put up with you
Doorknob, it's not that I'm interfering or that I care
But if you lose your way
There's not a god that will put up with you
Doorknob, it's not that I'm interfering or that I care
But if you lose your way