Текст и перевод песни Actitud María Marta - Funk del Altiplano

Funk del Altiplano

Y yo ya sé
Los bolivianos te molestan, te están rodeando
Y es que te pueden lastimar
Que le vamos a hacer si el sistema nervioso no se puede contener
En tu olor a incienso seguís sumergido, y tus pies
Siguen hundidos en un ritmo lento poco profundo
Esa canción le hace mal al mundo.

Y yo ya sé
Los bolivianos te molestan, te están rodeando
Y es que te pueden lastimar
Que le vamos a hacer si el sistema nervioso no se puede contener
En tu olor a incienso seguís sumergido, y tus pies
Siguen hundidos en un ritmo lento poco profundo
Esa canción le hace mal al mundo.

How can you say to me yo bolita!
Cursin' up a storm with your finge ron a trigga,
Feelin' all the girls like a big gold digga,
Take a small problema make a small problema bigga,
Say yo! ain't poor I got dough you
Don't consider me your brother no more,
God damn kilogram how do you
Figure, that I don't wanna be called bolita

No estás molesto, todo te viene bien,
Canciones armoniosas rellenando tu
Pastel, y te quejas con gritos moderados
Pero yo te veo en la baba muy bien instalado

How can you say to me yo bolita!
Cursin' up a storm with your finge ron a trigga,
Feelin' all the girls like a big gold digga,
Take a small problema make a small problema bigga,
Say yo! ain't poor I got dough you
Don't consider me your brother no more,
God damn kilogram how do you
Figure, that I don't wanna be called bolita

Horrible, ver que te afecta el altiplano
Cada vez más cerca, sabemos bien que estás compungido
No sabes de qué, pero estás podrido
Y el tiempo, y el tiempo fue pasando
Y tu sonrisa fea siempre se fue dibujando

How can you say to me yo bolita!
Cursin' up a storm with your finge ron a trigga,
Feelin' all the girls like a big gold digga,
Take a small problema make a small problema bigga,
Say yo! ain't poor I got dough you
Don't consider me your brother no more,
God damn kilogram how do you
Figure, that I don't wanna be called bolita

Pum up the jam pump it up

Funk del Altiplano

And I already know
The Bolivians bother you, they surround you
And they can hurt you
What are we going to do if the nervous system cannot be contained?
Immersed again in your smell of incense, and your feet
They continue submerged in a slow, shallow rhythm
That song is bad for the world.

And I already know
The Bolivians bother you, they surround you
And they can hurt you
What are we going to do if the nervous system cannot be contained?
Immersed again in your smell of incense, and your feet
They continue submerged in a slow, shallow rhythm
That song is bad for the world.

How can you say to me, little ball?
Coming up a storm with your finger on the trigger,
Feeling like a big gold digger towards all the girls,
Taking a small problem and making it a big problem,
Saying, hey, I'm not poor, I have dough, you
Don't consider me your brother anymore,
God damn kilogram, how do you
Figure that I don't want to be called little ball

You're not upset, everything is fine for you,
Harmonious songs filling your
Cake, and you complain with moderate cries
But I see you very well installed in the drool

How can you say to me, little ball?
Coming up a storm with your finger on the trigger,
Feeling like a big gold digger towards all the girls,
Taking a small problem and making it a big problem,
Saying, hey, I'm not poor, I have dough, you
Don't consider me your brother anymore,
God damn kilogram, how do you
Figure that I don't want to be called little ball

Horrible, to see that the altiplano affects you
Getting closer and closer, we know you're upset
You don't know why, but you're rotten
And time, and time passed
And your ugly smile was always there

How can you say to me, little ball?
Coming up a storm with your finger on the trigger,
Feeling like a big gold digger towards all the girls,
Taking a small problem and making it a big problem,
Saying, hey, I'm not poor, I have dough, you
Don't consider me your brother anymore,
God damn kilogram, how do you
Figure that I don't want to be called little ball

Pump up the jam, pump it up