Joaquin Sabina — Rap Del Optimista song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Rap Del Optimista" by Joaquin Sabina.
Lyrics
Era un grupo de esos que ves en un garito por cien pavos;
coca, birra y sexo, cresta de almidn, chupa con clavos.
Eran cuatro mendas de una intensidad provocadora
gritndole al mundo: «por fn ha llegado nuestra hora!»
Y tocaban rocanrol,
algo inmaduro pero rocanrol,
peln oscuro pero rocanrol,
bastante duro pero rocanrol,
si no hay futuro viva el rocanrol!
Hasta que lleg el verano
y les presentaron a un locutor
que tena un amigo arreglista
que era vecino de un productor
casado con una teclista
muy vanguardista
que era la amante
de un elegante representante
que tiene un socio con mucha vista
pa hacer negocio
con los cantantes.
Y lleg la Visa, con sus chantajes,
y empez la prisa de los viajes
y se acab la risa.
Ya no van a bares, montan sus movidas en privado,
saben adaptarse a las exigencias del mercado;
seis galas hicieron con el Duque en las municipales
fueron los terceron de los no-s-cuntos principales.
Ahora tocan puro pop
intencionado pero puro pop
peln pesado pero puro pop
Contra el pasado: larga vida al pop!
Desde que lleg el verano
y les presentaron a un asesor
de imagen que estaba enrollado
con la sobrina de un promotor
cuado de cierta modista
que era la esposa de un columnista
de esa revista tan prestigiosa
por su talento para la cosa
del lanzamiento de los artistas.
Ahora van de yuppies -fotos en «Hola" —
juran por Snoopy, que es lo que mola,
pasan de las groupies.
Hoy tocan el rap del optimista
en vez del blues de la necesidad,
hasta en la consulta del dentista
suenan por el hilo musical.
Quedaron con el voto portugus
los decimoterceros en Eurovisin,
ellos que juraban comerse la vida
fue la vida y se los merend.
Y aunque han pisado ms de una mierda
sus zapatos de gamuza azul
ahora van con Lottuse sobre las moquetas
y a Solana lo tratan de t.
Que nadie se sienta aludido, a m las moralinas me hacen vomitar
quise hacer un cuento divertido, sin
parecido con la realidad.
Que se quede cojo de las tres piernas
cierto crtico que hay por ah si miento cuando digo que nunca pido
consejos y jams los d.
A no ser al tipejo ese del espejo
que me vacila cantidad,
a veces me hace un corte de mangas y dice
«no hay quien te soporte, chaval»
Al fn y al cabo lo nico que pasa
es que necesitaba componer (pa comer)
de cancin que terminara de una
maldita vez este elep.
Ya quisiera yo, en lugar de este reggae,
haber escrito Rapsodia en blue
Chelsea hotel, Guantanamera,
Tatuaje, o She Loves you (y, y, y).
Pedro Navaja, Like a rolling stone,
Dos gardenias para ti,
Mira que eres canalla, No hago
otra cosa que pensar en ti,
Marieta, La estatua del jardn botnico,
Moon over Bourbon street.
Qu culpa tengo si a lo ms que llego
es a Pongamos que hablo de…
Pongamos que hablo de…
Pongamos que hablo de… man
si te quieres con tu novia divertir…
Lyrics translation
It was a bunch of those guys you see in a box for a hundred bucks.;
Coke, beer and sex, starch Ridge, nail-sucking.
They were four legends of a provocative intensity
shouting to the world: "for fn our time has come!»
And they touched rock,
something immature but rocanrol,
dark peln but rocanrol,
pretty hard but rocanrol,
if there is no future live the rocanrol!
Until summer comes
and they introduced you to a speaker
have an arranger friend
that he was a producer's neighbor
married to a keyboardist
very avant-garde
that she was the mistress
from an elegant representative
who has a partner with a lot of vision
pa do business
with the singers.
And Here Comes the Visa, with his blackmail,
and the rush of travel began
and the laughter is over.
They don't go to bars anymore, they ride their moves in private,
they can adapt to market requirements;
six galas made with the Duke in the municipal
they were the third of the main non-s-cunts.
Now they play pure pop
intentional but pure pop
heavy peln but pure pop
Against the past: Long Live Pop!
Since summer came
and they were introduced to an advisor
image that was rolled up
with a promoter's niece
of a certain dressmaker
that she was the wife of a columnist
from that prestigious magazine
for his talent for the thing
from the artists ' launch.
Now they go from yuppies-photos in " Hello" —
they swear by Snoopy, which is what's cool,
they're past the groupies.
Today they play the rap of the optimist
instead of the blues of necessity,
even at the dentist's office
they sound on the wire.
They got the portugus vote
the thirteenth in Eurovision,
they swore to eat their lives
it was life and I ate them.
And though they've stepped over a shite
your blue suede shoes
now they go with Lottuse on the carpets
and Solana is being treated like T.
Let no one feel alluded to, to M morals make me vomit
I wanted to make a funny story, without
similar to reality.
Let him be lame on all three legs
true crtico that there is ah if I lie when I say I never ask
tips and jams the d.
Except that guy in the mirror.
that I hesitate amount,
sometimes he makes me a cut of sleeves and says
"there's no one to stand you, kid.»
To the fn and to the end what's going on
is that I needed to compose (to eat)
of cancin that would end from a
damn this elep.
I'd like to, instead of this reggae,
having written Rhapsody in blue
Chelsea hotel, Guantanamera,
Tattoo, or she Loves you.
Pedro Navaja, Like a rolling stone,
Two gardenias for you,
Look, you're a scoundrel, I don't.
another thing to think of you,
Marieta, the statue of the Botanical Garden,
Moon over Bourbon street.
What's my fault if as far as I get
let's say I'm talking about…
Let's say I'm talking about…
Let's say I'm talking about...
if you want to have fun with your girlfriend…