Текст и перевод песни Antonio Aguilar - Morir Tomando

Morir Tomando

Que bonito es morir tomando
Dedicada a todos los viejos que no viven mas que del agua.

Yo quiero ser como aquel
Que se murio de una cruda
Y lo enterraron parado
En una cantina oscura
Todos los clientes contentos
Iban su ejemplo a seguir
Pues se decia que el difunto
En conseva iba a vivir.

"Tomar tomar tomar es el pretexto mejor"
Para el que esta enamorado
Y pa el que no tiene amor,
"Tomat tomar tomar es el pretexto mejor"
El triste por que esta triste
El dichozo por feliz

(Y hechenle las otras
Petroleo, gasolina, lo que sea
Bienvenido)

Ese famoso señor
Que de una cruda murio
Cuando se estaba pelando
A sus 20 hijos llamo
(No perdio el tiempo el pelado)
Que el trabajo y la cantina
Nunca se pueden llevar
Y hay que dejar la rutina
Pa dedicarse a libar

"Tomar tomar tomar es el pretexto mejor"
Para el que esta enamorado
Y pa el que no tiene amor,
"Tomat tomar tomar es el pretexto mejor"
El triste por que esta triste
El dichozo por feliz

(Que bonita es la vida del mariado
Que le entra a todo
Bendito sea dios)

Al susodicho señor
Le escondieron su bebida
En un frasco que decia
¡¡no se tome raticida!!
Y a la mañana siguiente
Ya no quedaba licor
Habia un letrero diciendo
Esto es morir con honor

"Tomar tomar tomar es el pretexto mejor"
Para el que esta enamorado
Y pa el que no tiene amor,
"Tomat tomar tomar es el pretexto mejor"
El triste por que esta triste
El dichozo por feliz

XD

To Die by Drinking

It's nice to die by drinking,
Dedicated to all the old guys that don't live for something other than water.

I want to be like that guy,
Who died from a hangover,
And was buried standing up,
In a dark bar.
All the customers were happy,
And followed his example.
Because it was said that the deceased,
Would live on in a can.

"Drink, drink, drink, it's the best excuse,
For the man who's in love,
And the man who doesn't have love,
"Drink, drink, drink, it's the best excuse,
The sad man because he's sad,
The happy man because he's happy.

(And let them have the rest,
Petroleum, gasoline, whatever.
Welcome).

That famous señor,
Who died from a hangover,
When he was fighting,
Called his 20 sons.
(He didn't waste his time).
Work and the bar,
Can never go together.
You have to leave routine,
To let yourself go.

"Drink, drink, drink, it's the best excuse,
For the man who's in love,
And the man who doesn't have love,
"Drink, drink, drink, it's the best excuse,
The sad man because he's sad,
The happy man because he's happy.

(How beautiful is the drunkard's life,
That he enters to everything,
May God bless him).

The aforementioned señor,
Hid his drink,
In a bottle that said,
Do not drink rat poison!!
And the next morning,
There was no more liquor,
There was a sign saying,
This is to die with honor.

"Drink, drink, drink, it's the best excuse,
For the man who's in love,
And the man who doesn't have love,
"Drink, drink, drink, it's the best excuse,
The sad man because he's sad,
The happy man because he's happy.

LOL.