Текст и перевод песни Bascur feat. Chystemc - Mentirita Piadosa

Mentirita Piadosa

Hola negra
¿Sabe que?
Me salio un asao′
Son todos entero piola
No, no va ningún curao'
Y su cerveza poca
O su coca cola no mas po
Y que no veo de hace cuanto a los cabros
Antes de ayer, fue hace mucho ya
Vuelvo temprano
Y me acurruco al lado tuyo máh
Si al asunto de dar mucho jugo
Después de uno o de otro consumo
Le puse el punto ya.
De pronto un vodka
Me puso ya
Segundo ya
El que el minuto muto
De este bruto subnormal
Confundo tu hogar
En un ñova
Un ron mas y me sulfuro
Me curo
Un hulk hogan
Oh oh mi fono sonó
Y yo como piojo
"Halo amor aquí todos locos menos tu novio"
Obvio
El único sospechoso
¿Que con quien estoy?
Es que tienen los rostros como borrosos
Es algo raro como que se juntaron
A ver el aro y ahora me paro
Y los cabros se duplicaron
Ya no hay caso con migo
Y el vicio
Pero ya estoy cambiado de abogado
Para no perder el juicio

Me conociste así
Y que le vamo′ a hacer
Hay sed de pilsen
Hay que obedecer
Tengo una caña
Que postula al guinness
Pero satisfecho
Mentirita piadosa
¿Quien no la a hecho?

Todo sale una tarde cualquiera
Bajo este tirano sol diabólico
Que te susurra
Que hoy esta pa' borrachera
Un llamao'???
Pa′ matar la sed
Salí de mi casa y no se
Como que de repente
Como que me lanze
Ni cuenta me di
Cuando pasamos de pilsen a tinto
Pero ni hay en mi caso
Yo lo llamo instinto
Bandio′ bueno sal de aca
Si no poni' niun peso
Unimos fuerzas y no hay mano
Con los gallinas y eso
Llego un momento que para
El alcohol soy inmune
Cuando el ron en mi poleron
Se hace perfume
Borrachera al igual que los errores
Se asumen
Y eso que se supone que pa′
Grabar era este lunes
Como viejo chicha retro
No me di mi parámetro
Y con mas medallas que mas
Son antenas pero cabros en el metro
Mi amor se que vuelvo en la mañana
Y si me vai a dar jugo
Porfa con hielo pa' la caña

Me conociste así
Y que le vamo′ a hacer
Hay sed de pilsen
Hay que obedecer
Tengo una caña
Que postula al guinness
Pero satisfecho
Mentirita piadosa
¿Quien no la a hecho?

Little White Lie

Hey babe,
You know what?
I got a barbecue going on.
They're all chill dudes.
No, there's no one drunk.
And they're having just a little beer,
Or just Coca-Cola, that's all.
And that I haven't seen the kids for a while.
The day before yesterday, that was a long time ago.
I'll be back early
And cuddle up next to you, babe.
About getting too wild
After a drink or two,
I put a stop to that already.
Suddenly a vodka
Got me already.
Second one already,
The minute mutes
This brute subnormal.
I confuse your home
With a club.
One more rum and I get pissed,
I'm cured.
A Hulk Hogan.
Oh oh, my phone rang,
And I, like a louse,
"Hello love, everyone's crazy here except your boyfriend."
Obviously.
The only suspect.
Who am I with?
It's just that their faces are blurry.
It's something weird, like they got together
To watch the hoop, and now I'm standing up,
And the guys have doubled.
There's no point with me anymore
And the vice.
But I already changed lawyers
So I don't lose my mind.

You met me like this,
And what are we gonna do?
There's a thirst for beer,
Gotta obey it.
I have a hangover
That's applying for the Guinness.
But satisfied.
Little white lie,
Who hasn't told one?

Everything happens on a random afternoon
Under this tyrannical, devilish sun
That whispers to you,
"Today is a day for drinking."
A call???
To quench the thirst.
I left my house and I don't know,
How suddenly,
How I jumped in.
I didn't even realize
When we went from beer to wine.
But it's not my fault,
I call it instinct.
Good guy, get out of here
If you're not putting in any money.
We joined forces and there's no messing around
With the chickens, and that's it.
There came a point where I
Became immune to alcohol.
When the rum on my sweatshirt
Turns into perfume.
Drunkenness, just like mistakes,
Is assumed.
And that recording was supposed to be
This Monday.
Like an old retro chicha,
I didn't set my limits.
And with more medals than
Antennas, but guys on the subway.
My love, I know I'll be back in the morning,
And if you're gonna give me hell,
Please, with ice for the hangover.

You met me like this,
And what are we gonna do?
There's a thirst for beer,
Gotta obey it.
I have a hangover
That's applying for the Guinness.
But satisfied.
Little white lie,
Who hasn't told one?