Текст и перевод песни Javier Krahe, Joaquín Sabina y Alberto Pérez - Un burdo rumor

Un burdo rumor

No sé tus escalas por lo tanto eres muy dueña
De ir por ahí diciendo que la tengo muy pequeña
No está su tamaño en honor a la verdad
Fuera de la ley de la relatividad

Y aunque en rigor no es mejor
Por ser mayor o menor
Ciertamente es un burdo rumor

Pero como he visto que por ser tu tan cotilla
Va de boca en boca y es la comidilla
En vez de esconderla como haría el avestruz
Tomo mis medidas, hágase la luz

Y aunque en rigor no es mejor
Por ser mayor o menor
Una encuesta he hecho a mi alrededor

Trece interesadas respondieron a la encuesta
De las cuales una no sabe, no contesta
Y en las otras doce, división como veréis
Se me puso en contra la mitad, es decir, seis

Y aunque en rigor no es mejor
Por ser mayor o menor
Otras seis francamente a favor

Y si hubo reproches fueron, en resumen,
Por su rendimiento, no por su volumen
Y las alabanzas que también hubo un montón
Hay que atribuirlas a una cuarta dimensión

Y aunque en rigor no es mejor
Por ser mayor o menor
Aunque a veces soy muy cumplidor

Mi mujer incluso dijo aunque prefiera
Como tu ya sabes la del jardinero
Por si te interesa porque estáis a la par
Sólo que la suya es mucho menos familiar

Y aunque en rigor no es mejor
Por ser mayor o menor
Nunca olvida traerme una flor

Es mísero, sórdido, y aún diría tétrico
Someterlo todo al sistema métrico
No estés con la regla más de lo habitual
Te aseguro chica que podría ser fatal

Y aunque en rigor no es peor
Por ser mayor o menor
Yo que tú consultaba al doctor López Ibor

A Vulgar Rumor

I don't know your scale, so it's your right
To go around saying that it's very small
Its size isn't in honor of the truth
It's outside the law of relativity

And although, strictly speaking, it's not better,
For being bigger or smaller
It's certainly a vulgar rumor

But since I've seen that you're being such a busybody,
And it's going from mouth to mouth, and it's the gossip,
Instead of hiding it like an ostrich,
I'll take my measurements, let there be light

And although, strictly speaking, it's not better
For being bigger or smaller
I've done a survey of those around me

Thirteen interested parties responded to the survey
Of which one doesn't know, won't answer
And in the other twelve, the division is as you'll see
Half were against me, that is to say, six

And although, strictly speaking, it's not better
For being bigger or smaller
The other six were downright in favor

And if there were reproaches, they were, in short,
For its performance, not its volume
And the praises, of which there were also a lot
Must be attributed to a fourth dimension

And although, strictly speaking, it's not better
For being bigger or smaller
Although sometimes I'm very dutiful

My wife even said that although she prefers
As you know, the gardener's
If you're interested, because you're on par
Only hers is much less familiar

And although, strictly speaking, it's not better
For being bigger or smaller
He never forgets to bring me a flower

It's miserable, sordid, and I would even say gloomy
To subject everything to the metric system
Don't be with the rule more than usual
I assure you, girl, it could be fatal

And although, strictly speaking, it's not worse
For being bigger or smaller
I'd consult Dr. López Ibor if I were you