Текст и перевод песни Mala Fama feat. Dante Spinetta - Gordo Rata - En Vivo

Gordo Rata - En Vivo

En la puerta de la casa de un amigo estabamos tomando un vino
Hablando de cualquier gilada, haciendo un carioca. Y bueno. A nada?
La noche estaba re tranquila, dos por tres pasaba alguna mina
Hasta que apareció un gordo agitando y haciendose el chorro
Y empezó a tirar tiros con la boca, a decir a cada rato que el roba
Y como no le pasamos ni cabida, cuando se iba le gritó una vecina.
Gordo rata
Gordo rata
Rescatate y devolveme la garrafa
Gordo rata
Gordo rata
Rescatate y devolveme la garrafa
Ni siquiera la llevas para tu casa,
La querés vender para comprar sustancia
Gordo rata
Gordo rata
Rescatate y devolveme la garrafa
En la puerta de la casa de un amigo estabamos tomando un vino
Hablando de cualquier gilada, haciendo un carioca. Y bueno. A nada?
La noche estaba re tranquila, dos por tres pasaba una maldita
Hasta que apareció el Dante, agitando y bailando picante picante
Y empezó a tirar rimas pegajosas para ver si se le pasaba la bronca
La vecina vió que no era sanguijuela
Y esa noche nos fuimos a la magikera.
Ey gordo rata ponete las pilas,
Me choreaste la garrafa, andas mordiendo banquina
Parece que sos vos,
Lo dijo la vecina el que robo la moto de Carlitos en la esquina.
Acá estamos joya Mala Fama con el Dante, acá en este escenario
Venimos con lo duro haciéndolo desde antes,
Los vagos en la esquina, que exploten los parlantes.
Gordo rata
Gordo rata
Rescatate y devolveme la garrafa
Gordo rata
Gordo rata
Rescatate y devolveme la garrafa
Ni siquiera la llevas para tu casa,
La querés vender para comprar sustancia
Gordo rata
Gordo rata
Rescatate y devolveme la garrafa.

Fat Rat - Live

Standing at the door outside a friend's house, we were enjoying a drink
Talking about all kinds of nonsense, just messing around. You know? Doing nothing?
The night was really calm, every now and then some girl would walk by
Until this large man showed up, waving his arms and pretending to be a tough guy
And he started to act tough, talking a big game about how he robs people
And because we didn't give him the time of day, when he was leaving a neighbor yelled out.
Fat rat
Fat rat
Get lost and bring back my gas can
Fat rat
Fat rat
Get lost and bring back my gas can
You don't even take it home,
You're just gonna sell it to buy drugs
Fat rat
Fat rat
Get lost and bring back my gas can
Standing at the door outside a friend's house, we were enjoying a drink
Talking about all kinds of nonsense, just messing around. You know? Doing nothing?
The night was really calm, every now and then a damn hooker would walk by
Until Dante showed up, waving his arms and dancing like crazy
And he started making up rhymes to try and get over his anger
The neighbor saw that he wasn't a leech
And that night we went to the magic box.
Hey fat rat, get your act together,
You stole my gas can, you're a loser
Sounds like you,
That's what the neighbor said, you're the one who stole Carlitos' moped on the corner.
Here we are, Mala Fama with Dante, here on this stage
We've been doing this forever, from the beginning,
The guys on the corner, let's blow the speakers.
Fat rat
Fat rat
Get lost and bring back my gas can
Fat rat
Fat rat
Get lost and bring back my gas can
You don't even take it home,
You're just gonna sell it to buy drugs
Fat rat
Fat rat
Get lost and bring back my gas can.