Текст и перевод песни Molotov - Hasta La Basura Se Separa - Album Version (Edited)

Hasta La Basura Se Separa - Album Version (Edited)

Tantos mugres años cargando un mugre bajo,
mi manager me dice que ni pedo es mi trabajo,
y ahí te la vas rifando tocando en todos lados,
ya todo jorobado y ahora todo achaparrado.

Al paso de los años cuando cumples los treinta,
tienes que bajarte ya de la patineta
hay que seguir tocando puteado
y todo cucho aunque no entiendo
nada ya casi no le escucho.

Todos lampareados ya no vemos
sin los lentes por eso no rapeamos
por que se nos caen los dientes,
en nuestros toquines slameamos
de repente, pero nos orinamos
por incontinentes.

Hasta la basura se separa,
se separa la basura.
Hasta la basura se separa,
se separa la basura.

Paco ya no canta,
el taco lo atraganta,
Miky ya no puede,
el trago lo ataranta,

Randy no la levanta,
el público lo espanta.
Tito con su genio casi
ya nadie lo aguanta.

Tanto pinche viaje el cuerpo
ya no aguanta, el whisky
y el cigarro nos jodieron
la garganta,
no rompas más guitarras que ya no son baratas,
no hacemos más headbanging
por que se nos cae la mata.

En vivo los clavados eran la pinche tranza,
o eras de boligoma o le caíamos a la masa,
ora más huevones el cuaco se nos cansa,
quién va a querer cacharnos
con esta pinche panza.
Paco ya no canta,
el taco lo atraganta,
Miky ya no puede,
el trago lo ataranta,

Randy no la levanta,
el público lo espanta.
Tito con su genio casi
ya nadie lo aguanta.
(2 Veces)

Pasen a conocer a las super estrellas,
a nuestro camerino que está lleno de viejas,
a veces con bastón o en su silla de ruedas,
todas con depend ya pelonas y chimuelas.

Paco ya no canta,
el taco lo atraganta,
Miky ya no puede,
el trago lo ataranta,

Randy no la levanta,
el público lo espanta.
Tito con su genio casi
ya nadie lo aguanta.

Antes ibas al doc pa que te receten,
ahora vas al doctor para que te reseteen,
algunos compromisos cansados y sin ganas,
te gusta mi cabello no son rayos son mis canas.
Afecta las neuronas fumarse tanta mota,
de tanta carne roja la gastritis y la gota,
tocábamos cabrón era nuestro momento,
ahora tocamos lento y además soy flatulento.

Paco ya no canta,
el taco lo atraganta,
Miky ya no puede,
el trago lo ataranta,

Randy no la levanta,
el público lo espanta.
Tito con su genio casi
ya nadie lo aguanta.

(2 Veces)

Even the Trash Gets Separated - Album Version (Edited)

So many damn years carrying a damn bass,
my manager tells me, "Tough luck, baby, it's my job,"
and there you go, risking it all, playing everywhere,
all hunched over, and now all short and stout.

As the years go by, when you hit thirty,
you have to get off the skateboard, babe,
gotta keep playing, screwed over,
and all old and decrepit, although I don't understand
anything anymore, I can barely hear.

All bleary-eyed, we can't see
without our glasses, that's why we don't rap
because our teeth fall out,
at our gigs we slam
suddenly, but we pee ourselves
because of incontinence.

Even the trash gets separated,
the trash gets separated, girl.
Even the trash gets separated,
the trash gets separated.

Paco doesn't sing anymore,
the taco chokes him,
Miky can't anymore,
the booze messes him up.

Randy can't get it up,
the audience scares him.
Tito with his temper, almost
nobody can stand him anymore.

So many damn trips, the body
can't take it anymore, the whiskey
and the cigarettes screwed up
our throats,
don't break any more guitars, they're not cheap anymore, darling,
we don't headbang anymore
because our hair falls out.

Live, the stage dives were the damn scam,
either you were full of glue or we'd fall on the crowd,
now, more lazy, our horse gets tired,
who's gonna want us
with this damn belly.
Paco doesn't sing anymore,
the taco chokes him,
Miky can't anymore,
the booze messes him up.

Randy can't get it up,
the audience scares him.
Tito with his temper, almost
nobody can stand him anymore.
(2 Times)

Come meet the superstars,
to our dressing room, it's full of old ladies,
sometimes with a cane or in their wheelchair,
all with Depend, bald and toothless.

Paco doesn't sing anymore,
the taco chokes him,
Miky can't anymore,
the booze messes him up.

Randy can't get it up,
the audience scares him.
Tito with his temper, almost
nobody can stand him anymore.

You used to go to the doc to get a prescription,
now you go to the doctor to get rebooted,
some commitments, tired and without desire,
you like my hair? It's not highlights, sweetheart, it's my gray hair.
Smoking so much weed affects the neurons,
from so much red meat, gastritis and gout,
we played like hell, it was our moment,
now we play slow, and besides, I'm flatulent.

Paco doesn't sing anymore,
the taco chokes him,
Miky can't anymore,
the booze messes him up.

Randy can't get it up,
the audience scares him.
Tito with his temper, almost
nobody can stand him anymore.

(2 Times)