Текст и перевод песни Luis Silva - A Quien No Le Va Gustar (En Vivo)

A Quien No Le Va Gustar (En Vivo)

A quién no le va gustar estar bien enamorao
De una mujer bien bonita buena por los cuatro lao
Se siente uno el más machote que este suelo halla pisao
Y en cualquier patio de bola arrima y bocha clavao.
A quien no le va gustar mirar un nuevo callao
Y que lo cante un coplero con la vos como el Carrao
La versación de Montoya cuando anda medio entonao
Es como pa' no moverse donde se encuentre sentao.
A quien no le va gustar pedir y que le den fiao
Beber a costilla de otro hasta amanecer bien rascao
Ganar en el 5 y 6 el ajiley y el dao
Y disfrutar la dulzura de unos amores robaos.
A quien no le va gustar viajar en carro prestao
Dormir en chinchorro ajeno con aire acondicionao
Y que cuando se levante ya le tengan preparao
Unas caraotas refritas con un quesito rayao.
A quien no le va gustar estar bien acomodao
Con billetes en los bancos y un rebaño de ganao
Que pase de seis mil toros de cacho encomejenao
Y un aras de pura sangres de padres bien afamaos.
A quien no le va gustar ir a los toros coleaos
Ver sacar un toro e puerta volanton y bien pesao
Que le den un filo e' lomo y lo dejen marconao
Pa' escucharle la grisapa a ese publico agitao.
A quien no le va gustar saborear un buen cruzao
Un pisillo de chigüire que quede bien sazonao,
Una cachapa blandita con un cochinito asao
Y una cerveza bien fría cuando se anda enrratonao.
A quien no le va gustar saber lo que otro a pensao
Pa'no caerse a mentiras cuando se esta enamorao
Saber si quieren a uno o lo tienen engañao
Seria la gran solución pa' no andar enguayabao

Who Wouldn't Like (Live)

Who wouldn't like to be well in love
With a pretty, good-looking woman on all fours
You feel like the toughest guy that this land has ever stepped on
And in any ball game, you get close and knock down the ball.
Who wouldn't like to see a new callao
And have it sung by a singer with a voice like the Carrao
The verses of Montoya when he's half drunk
Are like not moving where you sit.
Who wouldn't like to ask for something on credit
To drink at someone else's expense until dawn, really drunk
To win in the 5 and 6 the ajiley and the dao
And enjoy the sweetness of stolen love.
Who wouldn't like to travel in a borrowed car
To sleep in someone else's hammock with air conditioning
And when you wake up there's already a
Fried black beans with grated cheese.
Who wouldn't like to be well accommodated
With money in the banks and a herd of cattle
That there are more than six thousand horned bulls
And a herd of purebreds from famous parents.
Who wouldn't like to go to the bullfighting
To see a bull come out of the door, flying and well-weighted
That they give it a sharp blow on the back and leave it marked
To hear the graying of that agitated public.
Who wouldn't like to savor a good cross
A capybara pisillo that is well seasoned,
A soft cachapa with a roasted pig
And a cold beer when you're in a trance.
Who wouldn't like to know what someone else has thought
To not fall for lies when you're in love
To know if they love you or if they have you fooled
It would be the great solution to not being disappointed