Текст и перевод песни Jenni Rivera - Brincos Dieras - Live

Brincos Dieras - Live

A cualquier mujer le pueda molestar
El que hayas tenido la confianza
De entregarte a un hombre
Y depués se lo ande divulgando a todo el mundo

Pero toda mujer le llena de coraje
El que un hombre ande contando
Que estuvo contigo
Y ni siquiera te ha tocado

Pero eso si él anda contando
Que te hizo este y que te hizo el otro
Y que te puso de esta manera
Y que te puso de la otra
Esta va, para todos los habladores

Le vas contando a todo el mundo
Las peores cosas de mi
Que he sido tuya, que fui tu amante
La que mas te adora

Malos ratos si los tengo
Pero malos gustos no
Y tú no eres de mi gusto
Y tú no eres de mi gusto
Eso es lo que te dolío

Brincos dieras, de alegria
Si yo me fijara en ti
Brincos dieras, si en mis brazos
Te pudieras tu dormir

Y de tu pulgas no brincan en mi petate
You wish is that I give you kiss
Vato piojo

Le vas contando a todo el mundo
Las peores cosas de mi
Que he sido tuya, que fui tu amante
La que mas te adora

Malos ratos si los tengo
Pero malos gustos no
Y tú no eres de mi gusto
Y tú no eres de mi gusto
Eso es lo que te dolío

Brincos dieras, de alegria
Si yo me fijara en ti
Brincos dieras, si en mis brazos
Te pudieras tu dormir

You Would Jump - Live

Any woman would be bothered
That you had the confidence
To give yourself to a man
And then he goes around telling the whole world

But any woman is filled with rage
When a man goes around saying
That he was with you
And he hasn't even touched you

But yes, he goes around saying
That he did this to you and that he did the other
And that he put you this way
And that he put you the other way
This one goes out, to all the talkers

You go around telling everyone
The worst things about me
That I've been yours, that I was your lover
The one who adores you the most

Bad times, yes I have them
But bad taste, no
And you're not my type
And you're not my type
That's what hurt you

You would jump, for joy
If I noticed you
You would jump, if in my arms
You could sleep

And your fleas don't jump on my mat
Your wish is that I give you a kiss
Lousy guy

You go around telling everyone
The worst things about me
That I've been yours, that I was your lover
The one who adores you the most

Bad times, yes I have them
But bad taste, no
And you're not my type
And you're not my type
That's what hurt you

You would jump, for joy
If I noticed you
You would jump, if in my arms
You could sleep