Текст и перевод песни Juan Piña - El Machin

El Machin

Compañero no se aflija por que no tenga corbata que la mujer solo se fija q bolsillo tenga plata
Machin le llaman señor en mi pueblo a la moneda por quita los dolores y lo bonito q suena

Se lo digo compañero se lo juro
Lo repito con esmero le aseguro
Que no hay amor ni amigo sin dinero
Tire tirele compañero

El gusto del mundo es el machin
Las mujeres no se acuestan sin machin
Si no quieren q amanescan sin machin
El gusto del mundo es el machin
Cuando yo sali de casa mi vieja me dio un consejo que pa conseguir muchachas
Que rebuscara dinero
Pero dicen las muchachas q yo pararme no puedo q comiendo remolacha se puede parar un viejo
Se lo digo compañero se lo juro
Lo repito con esmero le aseguro
Que no hay amor ni amigo sin dinero
Tire tirele compañero

El gusto del mundo es el machin
Las mujeres no se acuestan sin machin
Si no quieren q amanescan sin machin
El gusto del mundo es el machin

Se equivocan las muchachas
Al decir q yo no puedo yo no como remolacha
A otro perro con ese hueso
Por que te ves muchachona te burlas del pobre viejo
Se te arrugara el peyejo seras viejita pipona

Se lo digo compañero se lo juro
Lo repito con esmero le aseguro
Que no hay amor ni amigo sin dinero
Tire tirele compañero

El gusto del mundo es el machin
Las mujeres no se acuestan sin machin
Si no quieren q amanescan sin machin
El gusto del mundo es el machin

The Money

Don't be sad, my friend, if you don't have a tie. Women only care if you have money in your pocket.
In my town, they call money "the machine" because it takes away your pain and sounds so good.

I'm telling you, my friend, I swear
I'll say it again with care, I assure you
That there is no love or friendship without money
Spend it, spend it, my friend

Money is the joy of the world
Women won't sleep with you without money
If you don't want them to wake up without money
Money is the joy of the world
When I left home, my old lady gave me some advice. To get girls
I had to find money
But the girls say that I can't get it up. That if I eat beets, an old man will get it up.
I'm telling you, my friend, I swear
I'll say it again with care, I assure you
That there is no love or friendship without money
Spend it, spend it, my friend

Money is the joy of the world
Women won't sleep with you without money
If you don't want them to wake up without money
Money is the joy of the world

The girls are wrong
To say that I can't do it. I don't eat beets
That's for the birds
Because you're a big girl, you make fun of the poor old man
Your skin will wrinkle, and you'll be an old hag

I'm telling you, my friend, I swear
I'll say it again with care, I assure you
That there is no love or friendship without money
Spend it, spend it, my friend

Money is the joy of the world
Women won't sleep with you without money
If you don't want them to wake up without money
Money is the joy of the world