Joaquin Sabina — Pero Que Hermosas Eran song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Pero Que Hermosas Eran" by Joaquin Sabina.
Lyrics
Mi primera mujer era una arpía,
pero, muchacho,
el punto del gazpacho.
joder si lo tenía,
se llamaba… digamos que Sofía.
Un mal día
me puso las maletas
a los pies de la estatua, de un poeta,
que esta, inmortalizado,
en su glorieta.
Después de, no se asombren,
registrar, a su nombre,
mi chalet adosado,
mi visa, mi pasado,
su prisa y su futuro,
dejándome tirado
y sin un duro.
La gota que colmó,
damas y caballeros,
el vaso de su amor,
fue de colesterol.
Harto, tras dos infartos,
de acercarme al tercero…
al sístole y al diástole
de mi corazón
le puse un marcapasos,
que andaba con retraso,
haciendo interferencias
en la frecuencia
del televisor.
Desde que la perdí
hasta hoy, pobre de mí,
cada vez más borracho,
ruedo de mostrador
en mostrador:
jefe: ¿tienen gazpacho?
Pero… quéhermosa era
cuando iba de mi brazo por la acera,
¿ustedes me han mirado?,
pedirle a ese bombón que me quisiera
¿no les parece que era
pedirle demasiado?
Mi segunda mujer
era una bruja
y yo, tan mamarracho, que besaba
el suelo que pisaba.
Se llamaba… digamos que Maruja.
Aquel día
volvípronto del tajo,
y, en mi cama,
debajo
de un idiota,
una dama,
en pelotas,
se lo hacía.
Y yo que nunca había
estado en una orgía,
quitándome las botas,
me dije: «ésta es la mía»,
y tanto que lo era,
la del tacón de aguja
era Maruja.
«Entre ese idiota y yo,
cual Júpiter tronante,
túeliges"dije yo,
¿que quéme contestó?
sin dudarlo un instante,
«me voy con el idiota».
Y ustedes, que creían,
que el idiota era yo,
pues no,
la muy pendón
se iba y se venía,
poniéndose las botas,
con el menos idiota
de los dos.
Y ¿saben quéles digo?
aquel idiota y yo nos hicimos amigos,
el día que Maruja nos dejó…
por otro idiota.
Pero… quéhermosas eran
mi segunda mujer y la primera.
¿Ustedes me han mirado?
pedirles, además, que me quisieran,
¿no les parece que era
pedirles demasiado?
Mi tercera mujer era, señores
de todos los amores
que he perdido
el que más me ha dolido.
¿adivinan? Se llamaba Dolores.
Pero, el día
de mi cumple, mi amorcito
me dijo: «Aunque eres malo,
Joaquinito,
te traigo, de regalo,
un regalito»
Con su santa inconsciencia
se declaróen estado,
y yo, que había jurado
morir sin descendencia,
como muriómi padre,
a la futura madre,
consternado:
«¡Hay dolores que matan!»
le gritédolorido
«¿Y no se te ha ocurrido
pensar que tu marido
hubiera preferido
otra corbata?»
Fue niña, niña pija,
¡ni siquiera varón!
Por fin, con veinte años,
se la llevóun extraño,
y no perdíuna hija,
ganéun cuarto de baño.
¡Con perdón!
Sofía me aliñaba,
Maruja me adornó,
ya solo me faltaba
tomar clases de parto sin dolor
y con Dolores.
Pero… quéhermosas eran las tres,
y, sobre todo, la tercera
¿Ustedes me han mirado?
pedirles, además, que me quisieran
¿No les parece que era
pedirles demasiado?
Lyrics translation
My first wife was a harpy,
but, boy,
the point of the gazpacho.
fuck if I had it.,
her name was... let's just say Sofia.
A bad day
he packed my bags.
at the foot of the statue, of a poet,
that this, immortalized,
in his gazebo.
After, do not be surprised,
register, in your name,
my townhouse,
my visa, my past,
your rush and your future,
leaving me lying down
and without a hard one.
The drop that filled,
ladies and gentlemen,
the glass of his love,
it was cholesterol.
Tired, after two heart attacks,
to approach the third…
to systole and diastole
from my heart
I put a pacemaker on it.,
that he was late,
making interference
on frequency
from the TV.
Ever since I lost her
till today, poor me,
increasingly drunk,
counter wheel
on counter:
boss: do you have gazpacho?
But ... what a wonder she was
when I was on my arm on the sidewalk,
have you guys looked at me?,
ask that cutie to love me
don't you think it was
asking too much?
My second wife
she was a witch
and I, so big-mouthed, kissed
the floor I was stepping on.
His name was... let's say Maruja.
That day
volvipreto del tajo,
and, in my bed,
below
from an idiot,
lady,
in balls,
I was doing it to her.
And I never had
state in an orgy,
taking off my boots,
I said to myself, "This Is Mine.»,
and so much so that it was,
the one with the stiletto heel
it was Maruja.
"Between that idiot and me,
like Jupiter thundering,
"I said," I said,,
qué answered me?
without hesitation for a moment,
"I'm going with the idiot."
And you, who believed,
that the idiot was me,
well, no.,
the very Pendon
he was coming and going,
putting on his boots,
with the least idiot
both of us.
And you know what I'm saying?
that idiot and I became friends.,
the day Maruja left us…
for another idiot.
But ... what were they?
my second wife and first.
Have you guys looked at me?
also ask them to love me,
don't you think it was
asking too much?
My third wife was, gentlemen.
of all loves
that I've lost
the one that hurt me the most.
guess what? His name was Dolores.
But, the day
of my birthday, my darling
he said, " even though you're bad,
Joaquinito,
I bring you, as a gift,
a little gift»
With his Holy unconsciousness
declared state,
and I, who had sworn
to die without offspring,
as my father died,
to the future mother,
dismayed:
"There are pains that kill!»
yelled at him in pain
"And didn't it occur to you
to think that your husband
I would have preferred
another tie?»
It was a girl, a dick girl,
not even a man!
At last, with twenty years,
she was taken by a stranger.,
and I didn't lose a daughter,
I won a bathroom.
Sorry!
Sofia dressed me up,
Maruja adorned me,
I was just missing
taking childbirth classes without pain
and with pain.
But ... what the hell were the three of us?,
and, above all, the third
Have you guys looked at me?
also ask them to love me
Don't you think it was
asking too much?