Текст и перевод песни La Arrolladora Banda el Limón de René Camacho - Dos de Quince

Dos de Quince

Y arriba las viejas pero con mucho respeto yo prefiero las nuevas.

Vieras como me doliste,
Que te he cambiado,
Por dos de quince,
Como tú ya tenías treinta,
Pues dije pa' reponer,
Mendiga vieja traidora,
No sabes agradecer.

El día que te largaste,
De puro gusto,
Hice un fiestón.
Todos bien amanecidos,
Le di vuelo a la pasión,
Nomás rodaba el forever,
De a dos traía éste viejón.

Mira como ando tomando sufriendo y llorando que grande es mi pena,
¿Quién chingados va a extrañarte?,
Si yo ando de fiesta en fiesta.

Ya no andes de venenosa regando mentiras si yo nada te hice,
Ora pa' que se te quite inche vieja treintona traigo dos de quince.

Y ánimo Zorrillo.

Vieras como me arrepiento,
Que triste estoy con mis quinceañeras,
A ti cuánto te rogué,
Hasta pa' hacer el amor,
Pero ya no le batallo,
Porqué ya duermo con dos.

Vieras como ando tomando sufriendo y llorando que grande es mi pena,
¿Quién chingados va a extrañarte?,
Si yo ando de fiesta en fiesta.

Ya no andes de venenosa regando mentiras si yo nada te hice,
Ora pa' que se te quite inche vieja treintona traigo dos de quince.

Two of Fifteen

And up there are the old ones, but with much respect, I prefer the new ones.

You should have seen how much you hurt me,
That I have traded you
For two fifteen-year-olds,
Since you were already thirty,
Well, I said in order to recover,
Traitorous old beggar,
You don't know how to be grateful.

The day you left,
Out of pure pleasure,
I threw a party.
Everyone completely drunk,
I let loose and had fun,
Forever was all that rolled,
This old man was bringing two at a time.

Look at how I am, drinking, suffering, and crying how great my sorrow is,
Who the hell is going to miss you?,
If I am going from party to party.

Don't go around being venomous spreading lies if I did nothing to you,
Now so that you get over it, old thirty-year-old, I have two fifteen-year-olds.

And take heart, Skunk.

You should have seen how I regret it,
That I am so sad with my fifteen-year-olds,
How much I begged you,
Even to make love,
But I don't struggle with it anymore,
Because now I sleep with two.

Look at how I am, drinking, suffering, and crying how great my sorrow is,
Who the hell is going to miss you?,
If I am going from party to party.

Don't go around being venomous spreading lies if I did nothing to you,
Now so that you get over it, old thirty-year-old, I have two fifteen-year-olds.