Текст и перевод песни Guaco - Billetero

Billetero

Despacito, gritando va
El billetero por la gran ciudad
(Un rallaito)
En la esquina parado está
Cómo un torero con los carros va
(Haciendo la faena)

Brinca y salta por venderlos ya,
Compreme un quintito que este número es bonito
Ese tipo no se cansará,
Brinca y salta por venderlos ya
Compreme un quintito que este número es bonito
Ese tipo no se cansará
Qué ironía billetero
Que teniendo en la mano el primer premio tiene que venderlo
Qué ironía billetero
Que teniendo en la mano el primer premio tiene que venderlo.

Para hoy compreme un billete mira para hoy
Por las calles de la ciudad el billetero cantando va
Para hoy compreme un billete mira para hoy
Cómprame uno que tengo abollao, por Dios, ay no su billetero Señor
Para hoy compreme un billete mira para hoy
Si lo quiere le vendere,
El numerito que le guste a usted, que juega merced
Para hoy compreme un billete, mira para hoy

Lottery Ticket Seller

Slowly, he shouts out
The lottery ticket seller through the big city
(A little scratch)
In the corner, he stands still
Like a bullfighter with a car
(Making the kill)

He jumps and hops to sell them now,
Buy me a little ticket, this number is pretty
That guy will never get tired,
He jumps and hops to sell them now
Buy me a little ticket, this number is pretty
That guy will never get tired
What irony, lottery ticket seller
That having the first prize in his hand, he has to sell it
What irony, lottery ticket seller
That having the first prize in his hand, he has to sell it.

For today, buy me a ticket, look at it for today
Through the streets of the city, the lottery ticket seller sings
For today, buy me a ticket, look at it for today
Buy me one that I have dented, my God, oh, not your ticket seller, Sir
For today, buy me a ticket, look at it for today
If you want it, I will sell it,
The little number that you like, that plays merced
For today, buy me a ticket, look at it for today