Текст и перевод песни Claudio Alcaraz - 50 Mentadas

50 Mentadas

No nos entendimos se acabo
Y ni modo, cada quien su
Rumbo hay que muera todo
Y no te preocupes por
Dejarme solo, a eso de la depre
Ya le agarre el modo.

Un suspiro al viento y un
Tequila doble una buena
Vieja no le hace que cobre
50 mentadas 100 para que
Sobren, pero ahora se
Quiebra mas primero un roble.

Te sentías ahogada querías
Libertades me echabas en cara
Las desigualdades, desde que
Me acuerdo siempre han sido
Iguales mi genio y carácter, cultura y modales
Y hora no me aguantas
Tas hasta la madre no se te hace
Mija que es un poco tarde
Así me aceptaste y hoy quieres que cambie
O aguantas la vara, o a chihuahua al baile
Un suspiro al viento y un
Tequila doble una buena
Vieja no le hace que cobre
50 mentadas 100 para que
Sobren, pero ahora se
Quiebra mas primero un roble.

Te sentías ahogada querías
Libertades me echabas en cara
Las desigualdades, desde que
Me acuerdo siempre han sido
Iguales mi genio y carácter, cultura y modales
Y hora no me aguantas
Tas hasta la madre no se te hace
Mija que es un poco tarde
Así me aceptaste y hoy quieres que cambie
O aguantas la vara, o a chihuahua al baile

50 Mentadas

We didn't understand each other, it's over
And there's no way around it, each to their own
Path, let everything die
And don't worry about
Leaving me alone, I've already gotten used to the depression
I've got the hang of it.

A sigh to the wind and a
Double tequila, a good
Old lady won't mind if she charges
50 curses, 100 so that
There's some left over, but now it's
Breaking more than an oak first.

You felt suffocated, you wanted
Freedom, you threw it in my face
The inequalities, ever since
I can remember, they've always been
The same, my temper and character, culture and manners
And now you can't stand me
You're fed up, don't you think
It's a little late, my dear
That's how you accepted me, and now you want me to change
Either you put up with it, or off to Chihuahua you go
A sigh to the wind and a
Double tequila, a good
Old lady won't mind if she charges
50 curses, 100 so that
There's some left over, but now it's
Breaking more than an oak first.

You felt suffocated, you wanted
Freedom, you threw it in my face
The inequalities, ever since
I can remember, they've always been
The same, my temper and character, culture and manners
And now you can't stand me
You're fed up, don't you think
It's a little late, my dear
That's how you accepted me, and now you want me to change
Either you put up with it, or off to Chihuahua you go