Текст и перевод песни El Sayayin - La Llamada

La Llamada

(Entonces que, ah, te quedaste mudo, ah, el mismo saya,
ahi es que le gusta a ella,
puro candelazo compae, puro candelazo, el mismo saya)
Yo hacia una llamada y la pinta no contesto,
Yo timbraba y timbraba y el telefono colgo
(Yo hacia una llamada, jose quessep, el patron de la champeta, oiga)
Compae sera que usted No la batia bien,
Porque ayer la mire Con dayani y con quessep
(Compadre, ahi es que le gusta a ella a a a a ahi es que le gusta a
ella, el mismo saya, otro que va,
en barranquilla, cesar mercado, tu sabes compae, el que sabe)
Y ella me decia Que yo era un falton Y que
yo era un chicle Pegado en su pantalon
(Compae, compae, de nuevo el sayayin, oiga,
el vasile se pega, viene pegado,
pegado, pegado, pegado, pegado, pegado y eso)
Ahi, ahi es que le gusta a ella
Ahi es que le gusta a ella
Compae, compae
Mujer tu eres la hoja seca
Te caes del palo
Y te fuiste seca
Mujer tu eres descarada
Estabas conmigo y me la aplicabas
Y el quessep se la machacaba
(Oiga)
Que me despegara
Que era un baston
Que yo era un chicle en su pantalon
(Ahi es que le gusta a ella, puro candelazo, puro candelazo)
Mujer tu eres la hoja seca
Te caes del palo
Y te fuiste seca
Mujer tu eres descarada
Estabas conmigo y me la aplicabas
Que me despegara
Que era un baston
Que yo era un chicle en su pantalon (oon)
Mujer tu eres la hoja seca
Te caes del palo y te fuiste seca
(Ahi es que le gusta a ella, ahi es que le gusta a ella)
Busca juicio mujer embustera,
Busca juicio traicionera
Decia que ella era muy fina
Pero que va era pura madera (dera)
(Ahi es que le gusta a ella, oiga,
de nuevo el sayayin, puro candelazo compae)
Mujer tu eres la hoja seca,
Te caes del palo y te fuiste seca
Mujer tu eres descarada
Estabas conmigo y me la aplicabas
Asi le pagan las mujeres cuando el saya mas las quiere
Mujer tu eres la hoja seca te caes del palo y te fuiste seca
(Ahi es que le gusta a ella)

The Call

(So what, ah, you went mute, ah, the same saya,
that's what she likes,
all fire, bro, all fire, the same saya)
I made a call and the chick didn't answer,
I kept ringing and ringing and the phone hung up
(I made a call, Jose Quessep, the boss of champeta, listen)
Bro, maybe you weren't hitting it right,
Because yesterday I saw her with Dayani and Quessep
(Bro, that's what she likes, ahahaha, that's what she likes,
the same saya, another one goes,
in Barranquilla, Cesar Mercado, you know bro, the one who knows it)
And she used to tell me I was a flake and that
I was like gum stuck to her pants
(Bro, bro, Sayayin again, listen,
the party is getting stuck, it's getting stuck,
stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck and that)
There, there's what she likes
There's what she likes
Bro, bro
Woman, you're a dry leaf
You fall from the tree
And you went dry
Woman, you're shameless
You were with me and you were giving it to me,
and Quessep was mashing it
(Listen)
That I should peel myself off
That I was a stick
That I was gum on her pants
(That's what she likes, all fire, all fire)
Woman, you're a dry leaf
You fall from the tree
And you went dry
Woman, you're shameless
You were with me and you were giving it to me
That I should peel myself off
That I was a stick
That I was gum on her pants (oon)
Woman, you're a dry leaf
You fall from the tree and you went dry
(That's what she likes, that's what she likes)
Seek judgment, you lying woman
Seek judgment, you traitor
She used to say she was classy
But no, she was just plain old wood (dera)
(That's what she likes, listen,
Sayayin again, all fire, bro)
Woman, you're a dry leaf
You fall from the tree and you went dry
Woman, you're shameless
You were with me and you were giving it to me
That's how women pay when the saya loves them most
Woman, you're a dry leaf, you fall from the tree and you went dry,
(That's what she likes)