Текст и перевод песни Lujuria - La Gorda

La Gorda

Ocho de la mañana, yo no me puedo levantar,
Una gorda en mi cama no ha dejado de roncar.
Cuando pienso que he dormido con semejante animal
Se me suben los colores, se me baja la moral.
No, no, no pienso volver a beber.
No, no, no debo picar otra vez.
Salte de mi cama, me la vas a reventar.
Métete una ducha y a la calle a pasear.

Al bajar las escaleras la vecina me saluda;
Se sonrie por lo bajo y a mi me queda una duda
Que si me tira los tejos, que si se rie de mi,
Pues la gorda me persigue y no parece muy feliz.
Ya estoy en la calle, no se donde está el coche;
La cabeza me da vueltas, no sé que hice anoche
Y la gorda me da voces que la lleve a su casa,
Que su viejo es comisario y no le va a hacer mucha gracia.

No, no pienso volver a beber.
No, no, no debo picar otra vez.
Maldita sea la gorda, en que lio me ha metido
Por llegar tarde al trabajo el jefe me ha despedido.
Ahora llego a casa, otra sorpresa me espera;
El piso reventado, ropa por la escalera.
Maldigo a mi suerte pero al cielo le doy gracias
Y ya es imposible que me pasen mas desgracias.
Tal vez jure muy pronto, creo que me he equivocado
Pues el novio de la gorda me buscaba y me ha encontrado.
Y para demostrarme que los cuernos son pesados
Ha hecho una papilla con mis huesos machacados.

No, no, no pienso volver a beber.
No, no, no debo picar otra vez.
Ya solo falta una última desgracia:
De camino al hospital ¡Se me jode la ambulancia

The Fat Lady

Eight in the morning, I can't rouse myself,
A fat lady has been snoring in my bed.
When I think I slept with such a beast
My face flushes, my morale plummets.
No, no, no, I'm not going to drink again.
No, no, no, I must not give in again.
Get out of my bed, you're going to break it.
Take a shower and go out for a walk.

As I go down the stairs, the neighbor greets me;
She smiles to herself and I'm left with a doubt
Is she flirting with me, or is she laughing at me,
Because the fat lady is following me and she doesn't seem too happy.
I'm already on the street, I don't know where my car is;
My head is spinning, I don't know what I did last night
And the fat lady keeps calling out to me to take her home,
That her old man is a police commissioner and he won't be very happy.

No, no, no, I'm not going to drink again.
No, no, no, I must not give in again.
Damn the fat lady, what a mess she's gotten me into
For being late for work, the boss has fired me.
Now I get home, another surprise awaits me;
The flat is trashed, clothes all over the stairs.
I curse my luck but I thank heaven
And it's impossible for anything else to go wrong.
Maybe I swore too soon, I think I was wrong
Because the fat lady's boyfriend was looking for me and he found me.
And to show me that horns are heavy
He made mincemeat out of my crushed bones.

No, no, no, I'm not going to drink again.
No, no, no, I must not give in again.
There's only one last disaster:
On the way to the hospital, my ambulance breaks down.