Текст и перевод песни Peret/Macaco/Ojos De Brujo - El Gitano Antón

El Gitano Antón

Mataron al gitano Anton, mira mi sobrina, ay que desgracia
Porque el gita gita gita gitanito Anton, todo el mundo lo camelaba

Y llegó la pestañi y tiraron al ladrón, y no ve la pestañi que se me haga calor
Agarraron al gitano Anton, ay señores que desgracia
Porque al gitanito Anton todo el mundo lo camelaba

Mataron al gitano Antón, mataron al gitano Antón
Ay señores que penita
Porque al gitanito Antón todo el mundo lo quería
Porque al gitanito Antón todo el mundo lo quería

Y llegó la policía y apresaron al matón
Y uno de la policía que también era caló
Ay tuvo la mala bajez de hacer la investigación
Ay tuvo la mala bajez de hacer la investigación

Chamela la pregunta que le hizo el caló
¿Por qué lo mató, por que lo mató?
Chamela la respuesta que le diko el ladrón
¿Por qué lo mató, por que lo mató?
Yo lo mare por ser tan caló

El gitano sacó la pusky y le hizo, pam pam pam
Asesino, pam pam pam
Asesino, pam pam pam
Asesino esa no es razón

Pa mararlo, esa no es razón
Pa mararlo, esa no es razón
Pa mararlo, esa no es razón
Pa mararlo, esa no es razón
No no no, no no no, no no no no, esa no es razón
Pa mararlo, esa no es razón
Pa mararlo, esa no es razón

Y el pestañó como era caló
De esa manera le gallivó
Mira que tú maraste al gitano Antón
Y ahora te marelo yo

Y sinelaba más lachó que pedacito de manró
Que el busnó que lo maró mala desgracia tuvó

Chonorri, chonorrito, gitano Antón
Que lo mararon sin compasión

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay gitanito Antón
Que lo mararon sin compasión
Sino, sino, sino gitanito Antón
Que lo mararon sin compasión
Y lo maró, y lo maró, y lo maró, y lo maró
Que lo mararon sin compasión

¿Qué cómo, que cómo cómo, qué cómo, que cómo cómo?
Que lo mararon sin compasión
Rumba a lo a rumba reggae
Que lo mararon sin compasión
Si, no, no mi gitano Antón
Que lo mararon sin compasión
Camina, camina la rumba, camina, camina la rumba, gitano Antón
Que lo mararon sin compasión

Dubududé, dubududé Gita, gitanito Antón
Que lo mararon sin compasión (Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr)
Que lo mararon sin compasión
Y lo maró, y lo maró, y lo maró, y lo maró
Que lo mararon sin compasión
Que lo mararon sin compasión (Jajajajajaja)
Que lo mararon sin compasión

El gitano sacó la guitarra y le hizo, pam pam pam
Asesino, pam pam pam
Asesino esa no es razón

El Gitano Antón

They killed the gypsy Anton, look my niece, oh what a disgrace
Because the gypsy gypsy gypsy little gypsy Anton, everybody loved him

And the police arrived and shot the thief, and the police didn't see that it was getting hot for me
They caught the gypsy Anton, oh sirs what a disgrace
Because everybody loved the little gypsy Anton

They killed the gypsy Anton, they killed the gypsy Anton
Oh sirs what a pity
Because everybody loved the little gypsy Anton
Because everybody loved the little gypsy Anton

And the police arrived and arrested the killer
And one of the police who was also a gypsy
Oh he had the bad taste to do the investigation
Oh he had the bad taste to do the investigation

Listen to the question the gypsy asked him
Why did you kill him, why did you kill him?
Listen to the answer the thief gave him
Why did you kill him, why did you kill him?
I killed him for being so gypsy

The gypsy took out the gun and shot him, pam pam pam
Murderer, pam pam pam
Murderer, pam pam pam
Murderer that's no reason

To kill him, that's no reason
To kill him, that's no reason
To kill him, that's no reason
To kill him, that's no reason
No no no, no no no, no no no no, that's no reason
To kill him, that's no reason
To kill him, that's no reason

And the policeman since he was a gypsy
He screwed him that way
Look at you, you killed the gypsy Anton
And now I'm going to kill you

And I'm going to spit more gypsy than a piece of bread
The busno who killed him had bad luck

Gypsy, little gypsy, gypsy Anton
Who was killed without compassion

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh little gypsy Anton
Who was killed without compassion
If not, if not, if not little gypsy Anton
Who was killed without compassion
And he killed him, and he killed him, and he killed him, and he killed him
Who was killed without compassion

What how, what how how, what how what how?
Who was killed without compassion
Rumba to the reggae rumba
Who was killed without compassion
Yes, no, no my gypsy Anton
Who was killed without compassion
Walk, walk the rumba, walk, walk the rumba, gypsy Anton
Who was killed without compassion

Dubududé, dubududé Gita, little gypsy Anton
Who was killed without compassion (Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr)
Who was killed without compassion
And he killed him, and he killed him, and he killed him, and he killed him
Who was killed without compassion
Who was killed without compassion (Hahahahahaha)
Who was killed without compassion

The gypsy took out the guitar and did this to him, pam pam pam
Murderer, pam pam pam
Murderer that's no reason