Текст и перевод песни ROSALÍA - LA FAMA (Live en el Palau Sant Jordi)

LA FAMA (Live en el Palau Sant Jordi)

Lo que pasó a ti te lo cuento
No creas que no dolió
O que me lo invento
Así es que se dio

Yo tenía mi bebé
Era algo bien especial
Pero me obsesioné
Con algo que, a él le hacía mal

Miles de canciones en mi mente
Y él me lo notaba
Y él tantas veces que me lo decía
Yo, como si nada

Es mala amante la fama
Y no va a quererme de verdad
Es demasia'o traicionera
Como ella viene, se me va

Yo sé que será celosa
Yo nunca le confiaré
Si quiero duermo con ella
Pero nunca me la voy a casar

Lo que pasó me ha dejado en vela
Que no puedo ni pensar
La sangre le hierve
Siempre quiere más

Puñaladitas da su ambición
En el pecho, afilada
Es lo peor

Es mala amante la fama
Y no va a quererme de verdad
Es demasia'o traicionera
Como ella viene, se me va

Yo sé que será celosa
Yo nunca le confiaré
Si quiero duermo con ella
Pero nunca me la voy a casar

No hay manera
De que esta obsesión se me fuera
Se me fuera, ya desaparezca
Yo aún no he aprendío la manera
No hay manera que desaparezca

Es mala amante la fama
Y no va a quererme de verdad
Es demasia'o traicionera
Como ella viene, se me va

Yo sé que será celosa
Yo nunca le confiaré
Si quiero, duermo con ella
Pero nunca me la voy a casar

FAME (Live at the Palau Sant Jordi)

What happened to you, I'll tell you
Don't think it didn't hurt
Or that I made it up
That's how it happened

I had my baby
It was something very special
But I became obsessed
With something that was hurting him

Thousands of songs in my mind
And he could tell
And he told me so many times
I, like nothing

Fame is a bad lover
And he's not going to love me for real
He's too treacherous
Like he comes, he leaves me

I know he'll be jealous
I'll never trust him
If I want, I'll sleep with him
But I'm never going to marry him

What happened has left me sleepless
I can't even think
His blood is boiling
He always wants more

His ambition stabs
In the chest, sharp
It's the worst

Fame is a bad lover
And he's not going to love me for real
He's too treacherous
Like he comes, he leaves me

I know he'll be jealous
I'll never trust him
If I want, I'll sleep with him
But I'm never going to marry him

There's no way
That this obsession would leave me
It would leave me, it would disappear already
I haven't yet learned the way
There's no way it would disappear

Fame is a bad lover
And he's not going to love me for real
He's too treacherous
Like he comes, he leaves me

I know he'll be jealous
I'll never trust him
If I want, I'll sleep with him
But I'm never going to marry him