Текст и перевод песни Mala Fama - Pocos Quedan (En Vivo)

Pocos Quedan (En Vivo)

En la banda quedan pocos
Ya nos guardaron a dos
Otro se caso a la fuerza
Y a vos te fue peor
Que pronto salgan mis amigos
Pobre del que se caso
Y un minuto de silencio
Para vos que te hiciste gorra buchon
Ahora sos cabeza de tortuga
Y me queres cortar la fuga
Ahora usas ropa prestada
La vagancia no te quiere por ser gorra y buchon
Vos usas ropa prestada y tenes alma
De buchon ahora sos cabeza de tortuga
Y me queres cortar la fuga,
Ahora usas ropa prestada que amarga que es tu vida y que feo
Debe ser que te pongas una gorra y te la vuelen dos por tres.
En la banda quedan pocos
Ya nos bajaron a dos
Tres estan sopres y el gato
Que teniamos ya se nos caso
Que en paz descancen mis amigos
Pobre el gato que se caso, y un
Minuto de silencio para vos que te hiciste gorra
Buchon, para vos que te hiciste gorra buchon, ahora sos cabeza
De tortuga y me queres cortar la fuga
Ahora usas ropa prestada,
La vagancia no te quiere por ser gorra y buchon
Vos usas ropa prestada y tenes alma de buchon,
Ahora sos cabeza de tortuga y me queres cortar la fuga
Ahora usas ropa prestada,
Que amarga que es tu vida y que feo debe ser que
Te pongas una gorra y te la vuelen dos por tres.

Few Left (Live)

In the band only a few are left
They've already detained two of us
Another one got married by force
And you're even worse off
May my friends get out soon
Poor guy who got married
And a moment of silence
For you who became a snitch
Now you're a turtle head
And you want to stop my escape
Now you wear borrowed clothes
The slackers don't want you because you're a snitch
You wear borrowed clothes and have the soul
Of a snitch, now you're a turtle head
And you want to stop my escape
Now you wear borrowed clothes, how bitter your life is, and how awful
It must be that you put on a cap and they blow it off you in a second.
In the band, there are only a few left
They've already taken down two of us
Three are surprised, and the cat
That we had has already gotten married
May my friends rest in peace
Poor cat who got married, and a
Moment of silence for you who became a snitch
Snitch, for you who became a snitch, now you're a
Turtle head and you want to stop my escape
Now you wear borrowed clothes
The slackers don't want you because you're a snitch
You wear borrowed clothes and have the soul of a snitch
Now you're a turtle head and you want to stop my escape
Now you wear borrowed clothes
How bitter your life is and how awful it must be
That you put on a cap and they blow it off you in a second.