Текст и перевод песни Porretas - Condemor

Condemor

No hay más que fijarse
El careto que lleva
Tiene menos cerebro
Que bulto en la bragueta.
Pero como existe dice
Que luego piensa
Y que roba el dinero
Sentado en una mesa.
Me da la sensación
De que un jeta como este
Solo ha venido al mundo
Para engañar a la gente.
Con sus grandes coches
Y sus lujosos trajes
Hoy está jodido el señor
Le daremos un masaje.
Mario Conde, Mario Conde
La pasta de Banesto
Dime donde la escondes.
Mario Conde, Mario Conde
Que le metan al talego
Y que suelte los millones.

No hay más que fijarse
Siempre va to peinao
Que cara de estreñido
Saca en el telediario.
Tú con tus discursos
Que no atienden a razones
No sé como lo has hecho
Pa sacar tantos millones.
Y con tus chanchullos
Y encima te quejas
Si hacienda nos quita
Los pelos de las cejas.
Sé que siempre ha habido
Ladrón de guante blanco
Pero este cacho cabrón
Hasta el guante se ha llevado.

Mario Conde, Mario Conde
La pasta de Banesto
Dime donde la escondes.
Mario Conde, Mario Conde
Que le metan al talego
Y que suelte los millones.

Condemned

You just have to pay attention
The unforgettable mug he has
He has less brains
Than a lump in his pants.
But as he exists, he says
That he thinks later
And that he steals the money
Sitting at a table.
I have the feeling
That a crook like this
Only came into the world
To deceive people.
With his big cars
And his luxurious suits
Today the gentleman is screwed
We'll give him a massage.
Mario Conde, Mario Conde
The dough from Banesto
Tell me where you hide it.
Mario Conde, Mario Conde
Have him thrown in the slammer
And have him cough up the millions.

Just look
He's always all combed
As constipated as his face looks
It comes out on the news.
You with your speeches
That don't stand to reason
I don't know how you did it
To make so many millions.
And with your shady dealings
And on top of that you complain
If taxes make us lose
The hairs on our eyebrows.
I know there have always been
White-collar criminals
But this big piece of crap
Has even taken the gloves.

Mario Conde, Mario Conde
The dough from Banesto
Tell me where you hide it.
Mario Conde, Mario Conde
Have him thrown in the slammer
And have him cough up the millions.