Текст и перевод песни Armando Palomas - Va Pa Ti

Va Pa Ti

Va pa ti,
Que me criticas quien soy
No puedo callar mi voz,
No puedo ser como tú,
Que escuchas cualquier canción,
Soy ese charro panzón,
Que ahorita estas escuchándome...
Va pa ti,
Que a todos dices que si,
Que a tu morral escupí,
Que no te atreves a hablar,
Que te agachas pa' sentar,
Los chingazos que te pone la... televisión,
Bárrele no seas webón,
No puedo ser como tú,
Que te chingan en tu cara y si es que crees,
Que me lastima lo que,
Puedas pensar tú de mí,
Me vale madre nomás,
Pierdes tu tiempo y ya no
Me busques en internet,
Quema mis discos y ya,
Quema mis mp3,
Vete a la ve otra vez
Y... va... pa... ti,
Que plagiaste mi canción,
Siempre pensaste que yo,
No daba cuenta que,
Los versos que yo escribí,
Te cosquillean en el culo y para mí,
Un cacomixtle serás,
Y en las canarias tendrás
Que dar las nalgas por eso y más.
(Solo guitarra)
Pues yo soy, esa raya que al final,
Jamás te la vas a dar,
El de los litros de alcohol,
Que un día quisiste beber,
Y amaneciste tan mal,
Que juraste nunca serlo más,
Pues yo soy,
Quien se comió el rock and roll,
Tu verruga genital,
El puto colesterol
Que tapará tus arterias
Y bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla... bla bla bla bla bla bla bla...
Va pa ti,
Que me criticas quien fui,
No pude callar tu voz,
No pude ser como tú,
Que escribes cualquier canción,
Soy este charro panzón
Que ahorita estas merendándote.

It's for You

It's for you,
Who criticize me who I am
I can't shut my voice,
I can't be like you,
Who listen to any song,
I'm that fat charro,
Who you're listening now...
It's for you,
Who say "yes" to everyone,
Who I spit in your wallet,
Who you don't dare to talk,
Who you squat to sit down,
The beatings that television gives you,
Sweep it, don't be silly,
I can't be like you,
Who let you get fucked in your face and if you believe that,
That what you can think,
Hurts me, it doesn't matter to me at all,
You waste your time and
Don't look for me on the Internet anymore,
Burn my records and that's it,
Burn my mp3s,
Go and screw yourself again
And... it... for... you,
Who plagiarized my song,
You always thought that I,
Didn't realize that,
The verses I wrote,
Tickle your ass and for me,
You will be a cacomixtle,
And in the Canary Islands you will have
To give your ass for that and more.
(Guitar solo)
Because I'm,
That line that in the end,
You're never going to get it,
The one with the liters of alcohol,
That one day you wanted to drink,
And you woke up so sick,
That you swore you'd never be again,
Well I'm,
The one who ate rock and roll,
Your genital wart,
The fucking cholesterol
That will clog your arteries
And blah blah blah blah blah blah blah... blah blah blah blah blah blah blah...
It's for you,
Who criticize me who I was,
I couldn't shut your voice,
I couldn't be like you,
Who write any song,
I'm this fat charro
Who you're snacking on now.