El Nieto De Maturana - Karamelo Santo
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El Nieto De Maturana - Karamelo Santo

Альбом
95 - 06
Год
2006
Язык
`Spanish`
Длительность
245620

Below is the lyrics of the song El Nieto De Maturana , artist - Karamelo Santo with translation

Lyrics " El Nieto De Maturana "

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El Nieto De Maturana

Karamelo Santo

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El nieto de Maturana iba cruzando aduanas,

traía la chata llena cargada de yerba mala,

traía la chata llena cargada de yerba mala.

Lo estaban esperando, cuando gritó su hermana,

silvaron balas de F.A.L.

y una q’otra regramentaria,

silvaron balas de F.A.L.

y una q’otra regramentaria.

Chilenito no te cagués y seguile acelerando,

compadre que acá en Mendoza muchos lo están esperando.

Si luego la policía, compadre, sigue jodiendo,

véngase pa’la casa que yo mismito lo escuendo,

véngase pa’la casa que yo mismito lo espero.

(Compadre querido vio el parral?

¡Y es de uva negra, compadre!)

Porfiado este Maturana nunca vino pa’casa,

se volvieron pal Chile para traerse otra carga.

se volvieron pal Chile para traerse otra carga.

Pero luego contaron, a la vuelta perdieron,

le dieron 5 balas y le mataron la hermana,

le dieron 5 balas y le mataron la hermana.

Chilenito no te cagués y seguile acelerando,

compadre que acá en Mendoza muchos lo están esperando.

Si luego la policía, compadre, sigue jodiendo,

véngase pa’la casa que yo mismito lo escuendo,

véngase pa’la casa que yo mismito lo escuendo.

Перевод песни

Maturana's grandson was going through customs,

he brought the flat full of bad herb,

he brought the flat full of bad herbs.

They were waiting for him, when his sister shouted at him,

F.A.L. bullets whistled

and one q'otro regramentaria,

F.A.L. bullets whistled

and one q'otro regramentaria.

Chilenito don't screw up and keep accelerating,

compadre that here in Mendoza many are waiting for him.

If then the police, compadre, keep screwing around,

come to the house that I hide it myself,

Come home, I myself am waiting for you.

(Dear compadre, did you see the grapevine?

And it's made of black grapes, compadre!)

Stubborn, this Maturana never came home,

They went back to Chile to bring another load.

They went back to Chile to bring another load.

But then they counted, on the way back they lost,

they gave him 5 bullets and killed his sister,

They gave him 5 bullets and they killed his sister.

Chilenito don't screw up and keep accelerating,

compadre that here in Mendoza many are waiting for him.

If then the police, compadre, keep screwing around,

come to the house that I hide it myself,

come to the house that I hide it myself.

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