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

La Suata

El día que tú te me fuiste, me sentí de la fregada
Lo único que me faltaba, era que un chucho me miara

Para qué te fuiste suata, si ni vas a ganar nada
Ahora sientes que te lleva, que te lleva la chingada

Ahora dices que la cara, siempre de vergüenza te arde
Pero para que más te duela, te mando a chingar tu madre

Para qué te fuiste suata, si ni vas ganar nada
Ahora sientes que te lleva, que te lleva la chingada

Para que aprendas a no morder la mano, que te alimenta con el sudor de su alma

Ahora yo te mando lejos y te vas con disimulo
Yo a ti no te quiero ingrata, sigue tú vendiendo el culo

(Un saludo para toda la raza de Chicago y arriba Michoacán)

Vienes a que te perdone, por tu metida de pata
Pero bien que disfrutabas, cuando te tenian a gatas

Para qué te fuiste suata, si ni vas a ganar nada
Ahora sientes que te lleva, que te lleva la chingada

Ya con ésta me despido, no quiero hacer más corajes
Suata cállate el hocico vas a hacer que te lo raje

Para qué te fuiste suata, si ni vas a ganar nada
Ahora sientes que te lleva, que te lleva la chingada

Para que aprendas a no morder la mano, que te alimenta con el sudor de su alma

Ahora yo te mando lejos y te vas con disimulo
Yo a ti no te quiero ingrata, sigue tú vendiendo el culo

The Bitch

The day you left me, I felt like shit
The only thing missing was for a dog to piss on me

Why did you leave, bitch, if you weren't going to gain anything?
Now you feel like you're getting fucked, like you're getting fucked

Now you say that your face is always burning with shame
But to make it hurt even more, I'm telling you to fuck your mother

Why did you leave, bitch, if you weren't going to gain anything?
Now you feel like you're getting fucked, like you're getting fucked

So that you learn not to bite the hand that feeds you with the sweat of its soul

Now I'm sending you far away and you're leaving discreetly
I don't want you, ungrateful, go on selling your ass

(A greeting to all the people of Chicago and up in Michoacán)

You come to ask for my forgiveness, for your stupid mistake
But you enjoyed it a lot when they had you on all fours

Why did you leave, bitch, if you weren't going to gain anything?
Now you feel like you're getting fucked, like you're getting fucked

With this, I'm saying goodbye, I don't want to get more angry
Bitch, shut your mouth, I'm going to make you rip it

Why did you leave, bitch, if you weren't going to gain anything?
Now you feel like you're getting fucked, like you're getting fucked

So that you learn not to bite the hand that feeds you with the sweat of its soul

Now I'm sending you far away and you're leaving discreetly
I don't want you, ungrateful, go on selling your ass