Текст и перевод песни Raimundo Amador - Los Managers

Los Managers

Teniamos unos Managers que eran de Huelva
Y uno medio calvo
Y otro con coleta
Y el Nono decía ¿que es lo que pasa?
¿Que es lo que paaaasa?
Que oscuria tan grande ¿que es esta guasa?
¿Que es esta guaaaasa?
Y el Perico con su amoto
Y el Matias con la coleta
Y el Rafa con su fofito
Y el Nono lleva la mesa
Cogieron un conjunto de corte moderno
Con las intenciones de pasar el invierno
Pero valiente conjunto
Conjunto estiercol
Conjunto istieeeercol
Por poco les roban los instrumento
Los instrumento
Y el Perico con su amoto
Y el matias con la coleta
Y el Rafa con su fofito
Y el Nono lleva la mesa
En el Mercedes del padre de uno de ellos
Fueron a Chipiona y a dar un concierto
La gente decía ¿que es lo que pasa?
Que no se ooooye
Será de tanto cubata
Y tanto polen
Y tanto poooolen
Ni médico, ni botica
Ni sé yo, ni cosa de esa
No hay quien le quite a mi niño
De esa dichosa cabeza

Los Managers

We had some Managers who were from Huelva
And one half-bald
And another with a ponytail
And the Nono said, "What's happening?"
What's happeeeening?
What a dark so big, what's this joke?
What's this jooooke?
And the Perico with his amoto
And the Matias with the ponytail
And the Rafa with his fofito
And the Nono takes the table
They took a set of modern cut
With the intentions of spending the winter
But what a brave set
Manure set
Manure seeeeet
They were almost robbed of their instruments
The instruments
And the Perico with his amoto
And the Matias with the ponytail
And the Rafa with his fofito
And the Nono takes the table
In the Mercedes of the father of one of them
They went to Chipiona and to give a concert
People said, "What's happening?"
That you can't be heard
Maybe it's from so many cubatas
And so much pollen
And so much poollen
No doctor, no pharmacy
I don't know, nor something like that
There is no one to take my child away
From that blessed head