Текст и перевод песни Andrés Calamaro - El Cantante

El Cantante

Yo soy el cantante
Que hoy han venido a escuchar
Lo mejor del repertorio
A ustedes voy a brindar
Y canto a la vida de risas y penas
De momentos malos y de cosas buenas
Vinieron a divertirse y pagaron en la puerta
No hay tiempo para tristezas,
Vamos cantante comienza
Me paran siempre en la calle
Mucha gente que comenta
"Oye Andrelo tú estás hecho
Siempre con hembras y en fiestas"
Y nadie pregunta si sufro si lloro
Si tengo una pena que hiere muy hondo
Yo soy el cantante, porque lo mío es cantar
Y el público paga,
Paga para poderme escuchar
Porque, yo soy el cantante
Muy popular donde quiera
Pero cuando el show se acaba
Soy otro humano cualquiera
Y vivo, mi vida por risas y penas
Con momentos malos y con cosas buenas
Yo soy el cantante y mi negocio es cantar
Y a los que me sigan
Ey mi cancion, voy a brindar
Voy a brindar, ey mis mejores pregones,
Hoy te dedico, mi mejores pregones
Si no me quieren en vida cuando muera no me lloren
No me lloren, no me lloren, no me lloren, no me lloren...

Hoy te dedico, mi mejores pregones (no me lloren, no me lloren, no me lloren, no me lloren...)
Vamo' Josele!
Hoy te dedico, mi mejores pregones
Hoy te dedico, mi mejores pregones
Baila, si quieres bailar,
Canta si quieres cantar
Mamaa...(Hoy te dedico, mi mejores pregones, Hoy te dedico, mi mejores pregones)
Son mejor que los de antes, compárenme criticones!
Hoy te dedico, mi mejores pregones
El pregón de la montaña, es asi que eran canciones,
Hoy te dedico, mi mejores pregones
Hoy te dedico, mi mejores pregones
Si no me quieren en vida cuando muera no me lloren
No me lloren, no me lloren, no me lloren, no me lloren
No me lloren, no me lloren, no me lloren, no me lloren
No me lloren, no me lloren, no me lloren, no me lloren...

The Singer

I am the singer
You have come to listen to today
The best of the repertoire
I will give you a toast
And I sing about the life of laughter and sorrows
Of bad times and of good things
You came to have fun and paid at the door
There is no time for sadness,
Come on, singer, start
They always stop me in the street
Many people who comment
"Hey Andrelo, you are a natural,
Always with women and in parties"
And nobody asks if I suffer if I cry
If I have a sorrow that hurts very deep
I am the singer, because my thing is to sing
And the audience pays,
Pays to be able to listen to me
Because, I am the singer
Very popular wherever I go
But when the show is over
I am just another human being
And I live, my life for laughter and sorrows
With bad times and with good things
I am the singer and my job is to sing
And to the ones that follow me
Hey, my song, I will give you a toast
I will give you a toast, hey my best jingles,
Today I dedicate to you, my best jingles
If they don't love me alive, when I die, don't cry for me
Don't cry for me, don't cry for me, don't cry for me, don't cry for me...

Today I dedicate to you, my best jingles (don't cry for me, don't cry for me, don't cry for me, don't cry for me...)
Come on, Josele!
Today I dedicate to you, my best jingles
Today I dedicate to you, my best jingles
Dance, if you want to dance,
Sing if you want to sing
Mamaa...(Today I dedicate to you, my best jingles, Today I dedicate to you, my best jingles)
They are better than the ones before, compare me, critics!
Today I dedicate to you, my best jingles
The jingle of the mountain, it is that they were songs,
Today I dedicate to you, my best jingles
Today I dedicate to you, my best jingles
If they don't love me alive, when I die, don't cry for me
Don't cry for me, don't cry for me, don't cry for me, don't cry for me
Don't cry for me, don't cry for me, don't cry for me, don't cry for me
Don't cry for me, don't cry for me, don't cry for me, don't cry for me...