Текст и перевод песни Rafa Pons - Julia Roberts

Julia Roberts

Yo siempre quise llamarme Corleone
Cuando en el patio me pegaban los mayores
Nunca vi muertos ni Bruce Willis fue mi amigo
Y E.T. el extraterrestre no comió mis lacasitos.

En fin, que tengo el Pons pero, me falta el Indiana,
La dejé a medias se largó nueve semanas.
Por fumar me echaron del recinto,
No era Sharon Stone, no pudieron verme el instinto.
Siempre quise a Michelle Pfeiffer bailando en mi piano.

Vestir de gladiador matar leones con el rabo.
Que frigo-Disney me pintara un mundo de colores.
Irme de putas y encontrarme a Julia Roberts.
Cuando su novio supo que la llevé al huerto
Me me hizo del club de los poetas muertos.
Solo ante el peligro en medio de una discoteca
Por la puerta me echaron tres Gorilas en la niebla.

Si ves a Sam le dices que no me la toque,
Que le he ganado el sombrero a Humprey al póker.
Princesa, sientes la fuerza, estoy seguro,
Cuando mi sable láser entra en tu lado oscuro
Siempre quise ser Travolta, vacilar de cazadora.
Saber jugar a Beisbol, tirarme animadoras.
Ser supercalifragilisticoespialídoso.
Irme de putas y encontrarme a Julia Roberts.

Yo no soy Ben-Hur. Mi vida no es de cine.
Esto no es Hollyvood, ni ligo Marylines.
Si un diá soy cartero fijo que se jode el timbre.
Cuando la palme, que me entierre Woody Allen
Y reencarnarme en serpiente de Salma Hayec
Señor lobo, no nos las chupemos
No jodí(e) con Foster por jalarme los corderos.
Llevo tres horas mirando el culo a rubias en el Zurich,
Con más dolor de huevos que Tom Cruise en la de Kubrick
Toca comprar palomitas rumbo de la filmoteca
O irme de putas y encontrarme a Julia Roberts.

Julia Roberts

I always wanted to be called Corleone
When the older ones beat me up in the yard
I never saw any dead people, nor was Bruce Willis my friend
And E.T. the Extra Terrestrial didn't eat my candies.

In short, I have the Pons, but I lack the Indiana,
I left her in the middle and she was gone for nine weeks.
They kicked me out of the premises for smoking,
I wasn't Sharon Stone, they couldn't see my instinct.
I always wanted Michelle Pfeiffer dancing on my piano.

To dress as a gladiator, kill lions with the tail.
For Disney-fridge to paint me a world of colors.
To go whoring and find Julia Roberts.
When her boyfriend found out that I took her to the garden
He made me a member of the Dead Poets Society.
Alone against danger in the middle of a discotheque
Three Gorillas in the mist kicked me out the door.

If you see Sam, tell him not to touch her,
That I won Humprey's hat at poker.
Princess, you feel the force, I'm sure,
When my laser saber enters your dark side
I always wanted to be Travolta, to show off my jacket.
To know how to play baseball, to flirt with cheerleaders.
To be supercalifragilisticoespialidoso.
To go whoring and find Julia Roberts.

I'm not Ben-Hur. My life is not in the movies.
This is not Hollywood, nor do I flirt with Marylins.
If one day I'm a mailman, the bell is sure to break.
When I kick the bucket, let Woody Allen bury me
And be reincarnated as a snakeSalma Hayek
Mister Wolf, let's not suck each other off
I didn't f**k with Foster for jerking me off the lambs.
I've been staring at blondes' asses at the Zurich for three hours,
With more pain in the balls than Tom Cruise in Kubrick's
It's time to buy popcorn and head to the cinematheque
Or go whoring and find Julia Roberts.