Текст и перевод песни Armando Palomas - Serenata Pacheca (En Vivo)

Serenata Pacheca (En Vivo)

Esto va pa' todas las morras
Y también pa' algunos culitos navideños

Ah, levántate
Dulce amor mío
Ah, levántate
O te pongo en tu madre

Y ahorita quisiera
Llamar a tu casa
3 de la mañana, pa' ver si contestas
Si es que estas dormida o todavía no te acuestas
Si es que traes pijama o las nahuas puestas

Por darte un ejemplo de cuánto te quiero
Si tú fueras monja yo sería el convento
Si fueras botella yo soy un borracho
Si fueras esquina yo tu teporocho
Si tú fueras gringa yo seria gabacho
(¡A ver carnales!)
Tú la Chilindrina yo el Chavo Del Ocho

Si fueras tostada yo sería el pozole
Si fueras tatatuaje yo sería la piel
Si fuera armillita tú me gritas olé
Si soy ropa sucia tú serías mi ariel

Si yo cantinero serías mi cantina
Si yo Napoleón tú serías Josefina
Si fueras viruta, sería capulina
Haa-aah-aah-ahh, aah-aah-aah
Si tú fueras chita yo sería Tarzán
Si tú fueras chita yo sería Tarzán
Si tú fueras tuna yo sería el ropal
Si fueras axila yo el desodorante
Y si no regresas me sentiría mal
Me cae que quisiera que fueras como antes

Cuando eras tequila, yo era tu limón
Cuando eras el aigre, yo te contaminaba
Cuando te veía, se me caía la baba
Cuando eras mi torta, yo era tu (jamón)
Chorizo o camote
Yo era tu (camote)
Sigo mejor, yo era tu jamón

Porque te paraces tanto a mí
Que no puedes engañarme

No sé, de alguna manera voy a hacer una proposión-proposición
Dije proposión, que pendejo
Proposición decorosa
La gente que tenga con qué querer
Pos quiérame, ¡Ah! Chingado

Pacheco Serenade (Live)

This is for all the women
And also some holiday ass

Ah
My sweet love
Ah
Get up, I'll drop you off at your mom's

Right now I'd like to
Call your house
3 in the morning, to see if you'll answer
If you're asleep or if you haven't gone to bed yet
If you're wearing your pajamas or if your naked

To give you an example of how much I love you
If you were a nun I would be the convent
If you were a bottle I would be a drunk
If you were a corner I would be your street corner hustler
If you were a gringa I would be a gabacho
(Let's see, my friends!)
You the Chilindrina I the Chavo Del Ocho

If you were a tostada I would be the pozole
If you were a tattoo I would be the skin
If you were a bullfighter's armlet you would shout olé at me
If I were dirty clothes you would be my Ariel

If I were a bartender you would be my bar
If I were Napoleon you would be Josephine
If you were a Wood shavings, I would be a Capulina
Haa-aah-aah-ahh, aah-aah-aah
If you were Chita I would be Tarzan
If you were Chita I would be Tarzan
If you were a tuna I would be the prickly pear
If you were an armpit I would be the deodorant
And if you don't come back I would feel bad
I wish that you could be like before

When you were tequila, I was your lime
When you were the sour, I was the sweetener
When I saw you, it made my mouth water
When you were my sandwich, I was your (ham)
Chorizo or sweet potato
I was your (sweet potato)
I'm doing better, I was your ham

Because you look a lot like me
You can't fool me

I don't know, somehow I'm going to make a proposi-proposal
I said proposi-proposal, what an idiot
A decent proposal
The people who have the ability to love
Well love me, Oh! Fuck me