Текст и перевод песни Milk & Sugar feat.María Márquez - Canto del Pilón - Taan Newjam Radio Edit

Canto del Pilón - Taan Newjam Radio Edit

Dale duro a ese pilon,
Que se acabe de romper,
Que en el monte hay mucho palo,
Y papa lo sabe hacer.
Ya me duele la cabeza
De tanto darle al pilon,
Para engordar un cochino
Y comprarme un camison.
All arriba en aquel cerro
'T un matrimonio civil,
Se casa la bemba e burro,
Con el pescuezo 'e viol? n.
Y la zoqueta se cree,
Que todo se lo merece
Y vive en un pe'azo 'e rancho
Que el viento se lo estremece.
Yo no quiero hombre casa'o,
Porque 'jiede' a mata dura,
Yo lo quiero solterito,
Que huele a pia madura.
Dale duro a ese pilon,
Que se acabe de romper,
Que en el monte hay mucho palo,
Y papa lo sabe hacer.

Canto del Pilón - Taan Newjam Radio Edit

Hit that sugar mill hard,
Break it all apart,
There's plenty of wood in the forest,
And my father knows how to make it.
My head is pounding,
From hitting the mill so hard,
To fatten up a pig
And buy myself a nightgown.
High up on that hill
Is a common-law marriage,
The donkey's lips are getting married,
To the neck of a violin.
And the idiot believes,
That she deserves it all
And lives in a broken-down shack
That the wind shakes apart.
I don't want a married man,
They smell like stale tobacco,
I want a single man,
Who smells like ripe pineapple.
Hit that sugar mill hard,
Break it all apart,
There's plenty of wood in the forest,
And my father knows how to make it.