Текст и перевод песни Conjunto Primavera - Mala Racha

Mala Racha

No te pases de la raya, no te pases
Ya no sigas pisoteando mis derechos
Me controlas como un rey de fantasía
Si me quieres ya demuestra lo con hechos
No te mandes Por favor ya no te mandes
Ya murmura que me sabes la medida
Me causaste una herida de las grandes
Hay que quede porque es peor la recaída
Mala racha está si que es mala racha
Por tu culpa ya no veo venir la mía
Que me diste de beber mujer ingrata
Amargaste el licor de mi alegría
Mala racha está si que es mala racha
Que te debo que tan caro estoy pagando
Mala gente mal amor mala muchacha
Ya no hay nubes y me sigue lloviznando
No te mandes Por favor ya no te mandes
Ya murmura que me sabes la medida
Me causaste una herida de las grandes
Hay que quede porque es peor la recaída
Mala racha está si que es mala racha
Por tu culpa ya no veo llegar la mía
Que me diste de beber mujer ingrata
Amargaste el licor de mi alegría
Mala racha está si que es mala racha
Que te debo que tan caro estoy pagando
Mala gente mal amor mala muchacha
Ya no hay nubes y me sigue lloviznando

Bad Luck

Don't cross the line, don't cross it
Stop trampling on my rights
You control me like a fantasy king
If you love me, show me with actions
Don't boss me around, please stop bossing me around
People are whispering that you know my measure
You've wounded me deeply
You must leave, because relapsing would be worse
This is bad luck, really bad luck
Because of you, I can't see my own bad luck coming
What did you give me to drink, ungrateful woman?
You've soured the liquor of my joy
This is bad luck, really bad luck
What do I owe you that I'm paying for so dearly?
Bad people, bad love, bad girl
The clouds have gone, but it's still drizzling on me
Don't boss me around, please stop bossing me around
People are whispering that you know my measure
You've wounded me deeply
You must leave, because relapsing would be worse
This is bad luck, really bad luck
Because of you, I can't see my own luck coming
What did you give me to drink, ungrateful woman?
You've soured the liquor of my joy
This is bad luck, really bad luck
What do I owe you that I'm paying for so dearly?
Bad people, bad love, bad girl
The clouds have gone, but it's still drizzling on me