Текст и перевод песни Zambayonny - Si No Bailas Sos Un Muerto

Si No Bailas Sos Un Muerto

No . no. Si no bailas son un muerto
Si no bailas son un muerto
Si no bailas son un muerto
Si no bailas son un muerto
Pusieron luces de colores de las que te rompen los ojos
Canilla libre de licores
Tan tibios como empalagosos
Pusieron música de maquina mas fuerte que una bomba atómica
Con unas pibas antipáticas bailando solas como andróginas
Imagínate!
No. Si no bailas son un muerto
Si no bailas son un muerto
Si no bailas son un muerto
Si no bailas son un muerto
Si no bailas son un muerto
Hay un d.j, que grita mucho en un micrófono que aturde
Hay patovicas re piruchos que dan trompadas si se aburren
Hay humo blanco como niebla que te hace mierda los pulmones
Y una atrevida mano negra palmándote los pantalones
No.Si no bailas son un muerto
Si no bailas son un muerto
Si no bailas son un muerto
Si no bailas son un muerto
Si no bailas son un muerto
Hay unos baños inundados
Con un olor a pozo ciego mezclado con perfumes caros
Y siempre lleno hasta los huevos
Algún borracho te vomita después te abraza y se desmaya
Mientras otro te roba guita tranquilo a punta de navaja
No.Si no bailas son un muerto
Si no bailas son un muerto
Si no bailas son un muerto
Si no bailas son un muerto
Si no bailas son un muerto
Hay un sector que es medio VIP
Por que si entras de ahí no salís
Es para gente misteriosa que siempre anda en otra cosa
Hay un oscuro reservado donde te ponen de parado
Y hay una puerta de emergencias con mas con mas cadenas que paciencia
No. Si no bailas son un muerto
Si no bailas son un muerto
Si no bailas son un muerto
Si no bailas son un muerto
Si no bailas son un muerto

If You Don't Dance You're a Dead Man

No. No. If you don't dance you're a dead man
If you don't dance you're a dead man
If you don't dance you're a dead man
If you don't dance you're a dead man
They put up colored lights that will make your eyes pop out
Free-flowing liquors
As lukewarm as they are cloying
They put on machine music louder than an atomic bomb
With some disagreeable girls dancing alone like androgynes
Imagine that!
No. If you don't dance you're a dead man
If you don't dance you're a dead man
If you don't dance you're a dead man
If you don't dance you're a dead man
If you don't dance you're a dead man
There is a DJ who shouts a lot into a microphone that deafens you
There are very muscular bouncers who punch you if they get bored
There is white smoke like fog that destroys your lungs
And an audacious black hand spanking your pants
No. If you don't dance you're a dead man
If you don't dance you're a dead man
If you don't dance you're a dead man
If you don't dance you're a dead man
If you don't dance you're a dead man
There are some flooded bathrooms
With a smell of cesspool mixed with expensive perfumes
And always packed to the rafters
Some drunk guy pukes on you, then he hugs you and passes out
While another robs your money calmly at knifepoint
No. If you don't dance you're a dead man
If you don't dance you're a dead man
If you don't dance you're a dead man
If you don't dance you're a dead man
If you don't dance you're a dead man
There is a section that is kind of VIP
Because if you get in there, you won't get out
It is for mysterious people who are always up to something
There is a dark reserved area where they make you stand
And there is an emergency door with more chains than patience
No. If you don't dance you're a dead man
If you don't dance you're a dead man
If you don't dance you're a dead man
If you don't dance you're a dead man
If you don't dance you're a dead man