Текст и перевод песни NACH - No Bailes

No Bailes

Me desespera la fauna discotequera, etílica y farlopera
Que en aceras se aglomera cada noche
Es fin de semana y toda una plaga de horteras, pijos y niñas rameras
Escapan a ponerle el broche
Bebes para divertirte, bien...
Y así desinhibirte, quien...
Podrá prohibirte ponerte a cien
Así que sales por bares, locales de moda
La fiesta es loca sólo si hay alcohol y coca, ¡no me jodas!
Muévete al son de Ricky
Apriétate el niky, cómete un tripi, cuida tu imagen de freaky
Si llevas un tatuaje, pues enséñalo ¿a qué esperas?
Tunéate ese carro y hazte el jefe de la carretera
Respira hondo y písale a fondo, cachondo
Márcate un combo de trompos, redondo
¿No ves que vas a acabar mal? so subnormal
Irás directo al hospital si chocas contra ese escombro
Tu rollo metrosexual, superficial, tiene delito
Un cuerpo tan colosal para un cerebro de mosquito
Por eso ya no me asombro a las zonas de marcha
Donde borrachas, en avalancha, enganchan al más cachas
Donde bobos creen ser gigolós, son frívolos
Son cuerpos son como el Discóbolo
Son ídolos son sólo go-gos
Válidos son los perfumes de Hugo Boss
Torsos afeitados, polos de Lacoste
Mi rap es de Deep como Mobb
Mientas snobs son robocops
Retocados por Photoshop, ¡no me lo creo!
Boicot a tu spot para reos
Feos nunca ganaron trofeos en torneos de bailoteos
Patéticos romeos al rastreo de julietas
Que van marcando sus tetas en zonas de veraneo
Los veo y me mareo
Mejor que me quedo en mi keo
No salgo, ensayo o me escribo algo

No muevas tanto el culo, chulo
No esnifes tanta cal que sólo haces el ridículo más puro
No bebas garrafón ni fumes hasta estar sin aire
No ligues en la barra. No salgas. No bailes

El plan del sábado está claro
Ponerte hasta el culo de todo tipo de mierda sin reparo
Grata forma de pasar el rato
Bailar lo que te pongan, ya sea samba, conga, rumba o house barato
El rebaño nunca piensa por sí solo
Ovejitas en pafetos de paletos sólo hacen el mongolo
Escuchando bakalao, flipaos, sudaos, cansaos, callaos, pringaos, tiraos...
Y pasaos de todo
Algunos buscan movida ya de madrugada
Y tienen algo de que hablar durante la semana
¿No habéis visto? en esas discos es la norma
Desgraciados no saben hacerse notar de otra forma
Así que sal y disfruta, marqués
Gasta la viruta del mes
Olvida el stress, moviendo los pies
Si hay tias buenas, no te cortes
Pégate como una lapa
O pilla una buena papa
Así serán todas más guapas
Tras dos copas que has bebido
Estás desinhibido
Te ves decidido y atractivo
El barman te invita a chupitos
La cosa se anima
Y la rubia de la esquina te echa el ojo encima
Pero no tienes freno y no sabes parar
Si es que te bebes hasta el cubo de fregar, todoterreno!
En vez de cubatas, te has metido matarratas
Quien ahora te echa el ojo es el segurata
Pobre Don Juan, asume otra derrota
Tienes la boca dislocada de meterte tanta roca
¡serás idiota! ¿no ves que sólo haces el nota?
No te aguantan ni las putas
Anda ¡sal a echar la pota!

No muevas tanto el culo, chulo
No esnifes tanta cal que sólo haces el ridículo más puro
No bebas garrafón ni fumes hasta estar sin aire
No ligues en la barra. No salgas. No bailes

Don't Dance

The club scene drives me crazy, with its booze and cocaine
Crowding the sidewalks every night
It's the weekend, and a whole plague of tacky, posh, and cheap girls
Escape to put a finishing touch on it
You drink to have fun, alright...
And to loosen up, who...
Could forbid you from going crazy
So you go out to bars, trendy places
The party's only wild if there's alcohol and coke, don't mess with me!
Move to Ricky's rhythm
Squeeze into your skinny jeans, pop a tab, maintain your freaky image
If you have a tattoo, show it off, what are you waiting for?
Tune up your car and become the king of the road
Take a deep breath and floor it, you horny dog
Pull off a perfect drift
Don't you see you're gonna end up bad? You idiot
You'll go straight to the hospital if you crash into that rubble
Your metrosexual, superficial thing is criminal
Such a colossal body for a mosquito brain
That's why I'm not surprised anymore by the nightlife areas
Where drunk girls, in an avalanche, hook up with the hunkiest guys
Where fools think they're gigolos, they're frivolous
Their bodies are like the Discobolus
They're idols, they're just go-go dancers
Hugo Boss perfumes are valid
Shaved chests, Lacoste polos
My rap is Deep like Mobb Deep
While snobs are robocops
Retouched by Photoshop, I don't believe it!
Boycott your ad for convicts
Ugly guys never won trophies in dance contests
Pathetic Romeos on the hunt for Juliets
Who show off their tits in summer areas
I see them and I get dizzy
I'd rather stay in my crib
I don't go out, I rehearse or write something

Don't shake your ass so much, honey
Don't snort so much coke, you're just making a fool of yourself
Don't drink cheap booze or smoke until you're breathless
Don't flirt at the bar. Don't go out. Don't dance

The Saturday plan is clear
Get wasted on all kinds of crap without hesitation
A pleasant way to pass the time
Dance to whatever they play, be it samba, conga, rumba, or cheap house
The herd never thinks for itself
Little sheep in tacky shoes, acting like fools
Listening to bakalao, high, sweaty, tired, silent, screwed up, wasted...
And over everything
Some look for trouble at dawn
And have something to talk about during the week
Haven't you seen? In those clubs, it's the norm
Wretches don't know how to get noticed any other way
So go out and enjoy, marquis
Spend the month's savings
Forget the stress, moving your feet
If there are hot girls, don't hold back
Stick to them like glue
Or get a good buzz
That way they'll all be prettier
After two drinks you've had
You're uninhibited
You feel determined and attractive
The bartender offers you shots
Things are getting lively
And the blonde in the corner is checking you out
But you have no brakes and you don't know how to stop
You even drink the mop bucket, you're unstoppable!
Instead of cocktails, you've had rat poison
The one who's checking you out now is the bouncer
Poor Don Juan, accept another defeat
Your mouth is dislocated from stuffing so much rock in it
You idiot! Don't you see you're just acting like a clown?
Not even the whores can stand you
Go throw up!

Don't shake your ass so much, honey
Don't snort so much coke, you're just making a fool of yourself
Don't drink cheap booze or smoke until you're breathless
Don't flirt at the bar. Don't go out. Don't dance