Текст и перевод песни Raphael - Narices

Narices

Hay narices instaladas
Tan solo para olfatear
Y otras que se olfatean
Lo que les puede pasar
Y las hay que son apenas
El medidor ideal
Para saber hasta adonde
Los ojos pueden mirar

¡ay, narices! ¡ay, narices!
Hoy honores rinde el mundo a las narices
Con narices, sin narices
Por narices, tus narices
Y todo es cosa de narices, nada mas
Hay narices que no huelen
Ni podran oler jamas
Porque dios las ha creado
Como adorno y nada mas
Y las hay que solo nacen
Para oler a los demas
Y como nacen podridas
Huelen lo malo no mas

¡ay, narices! ¡ay, narices!
Hoy honores rinde el mundo a las narices
Con narices, sin narices
Por narices, tus narices
Y todo es cosa de narices, nada mas
Hay narices que resoplan
Y resoplan sin cesar
Con el polvo que levantan
Se taponan las demas
Estas narices entonces
Terminan por reventar
Pues todo el aire que queda
No lo pueden respirar

¡ay, narices! ¡ay, narices!
Hoy honores rinde el mundo a las narices
Con narices, sin narices
Por narices, tus narices
Y todo es cosa de narices, nada mas
Hay narices habituadas
Al olor que huele mal
Cuando encuentran una rosa
No la saben apreciar
Pero los hay que prefieren
Lo que bien huele no mas
Y no es dificil hallarlas
Hay que saberla buscar

¡ay, narices! ¡ay, narices!
Hoy honores rinde el mundo a las narices
Con narices, sin narices
Por narices, tus narices
Y todo es cosa de narices, nada mas

Noses

There are noses installed
Just to sniff
And others that sniff
What can happen to them
And there are those that are barely
The ideal meter
To know how far
The eyes can see

Oh, noses! Oh, noses!
Today, the world pays homage to noses
With noses, without noses
For noses, your noses
And everything is about noses, nothing more
There are noses that do not smell
And will never be able to smell
Because God has created them
As ornament and nothing more
And there are those that are born only
To smell others
And as they are born rotten
They smell only the bad

Oh, noses! Oh, noses!
Today, the world pays homage to noses
With noses, without noses
For noses, your noses
And everything is about noses, nothing more
There are noses that snort
And snort without ceasing
With the dust they raise
They clog the others
These noses then
End up bursting
For all the air that remains
They cannot breathe

Oh, noses! Oh, noses!
Today, the world pays homage to noses
With noses, without noses
For noses, your noses
And everything is about noses, nothing more
There are noses accustomed
To the smell that smells bad
When they find a rose
They do not know how to appreciate it
But there are those who prefer
What smells good
And it's not difficult to find them
You have to know how to look for it.

Oh, noses! Oh, noses!
Today, the world pays homage to noses
With noses, without noses
For noses, your noses
And everything is about noses, nothing more