Текст и перевод песни Porretas - Los Mensajeros

Los Mensajeros

De mensajero curraba
Con mi moto destrozada
Gafas negras chupa cuero
Mala ostia en la cara
De repente me doy cuenta
Que detras se oyen sirenas
Seguro vienen por mi
No hagas caso y aceleraaaaa
La pasma viene detras
No traen buenas intenciones
Pues claro paro en bar
No me toqueis los cojones
Vaya una mie de dia
Solo hay siete direcciones
Dejeme usted por favor
O empeñare los pantalones
Y encima no tengo gato
Tendremos que chupar algo
Con un poquito de suerte
Pronto me abro pa mi barrioooo
La pasma viene detras
No traen buenas intenciones
Pues claro paro en bar
No me toqueis los cojones
Oeeeee oe oe oe oee oee
Oeeeee oe oe oe oee oee

The Messengers

As a messenger, I worked
With my motorcycle smashed
Sunglasses, leather jacket
Bad attitude on my face
Suddenly I realize
That behind me I hear sirens
They're definitely coming for me
Don't pay attention and accelerate
The police are coming behind
They don't bring good intentions
Of course, I stop at the bar
Don't touch my balls
What a shit day
There are only seven directions
Leave me alone, please
Or I'll pawn my pants
And on top of that, I don't have a car jack
We're going to have to suck something
With a little bit of luck
Soon I'll take off for my block
The police are coming behind
They don't bring good intentions
Of course, I stop at the bar
Don't touch my balls
Oooooh oh oh oh oh oh
Oooooh oh oh oh oh oh