Orishas — Amor Al Arte song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Amor Al Arte" by Orishas.
Lyrics
Pásala suelta la plata,
Si tu te empapas estas salao
Suelta viejo
He he esto no es, no es así
Como creítan fácil te lo advertí,
Ya lo ves, como lo ves
Y como fue? dame cuenta después
Yo no te creo paso el recreo,
No jodas, ni una sombra del puto dinero
Ya paso una vez y otra vez
Y ahora que rebelde sin causa pague,
Yo no pa’aquía jugar pal ingles
Hey mesie me escucha usted,
Si inventan trato macabro me largo
Sácame la mano que no aguanto más
Quiero ya no puedo mas
Sácame la mano que no aguanto más
Quiero ya no puedo mas
Sácame la mano que no aguanto más
Quiero ya no puedo mas
Sácame la mano que no aguanto más
Quiero ya no puedo mas
(mezclado con los siguientes coros:
Esto no, esto no, esto no No es por amor al arte arte arte arte arte
Arte de que compadre)
Ha ha ha a ver si nos van a tumbar esto
Esto, aquíque no falte ningún peso
Peso, esta es la parte que merezco, eso
Hoy vengo super super fresco, yo fresco
Tremendo detai-tai-tai-lle jai
Pues el cuento se me ocurre se me va, bye bye bye
Voy a tener que romper tu cara, cara
Como el aire rompe la rama
Del árbol podrido,
Si no quieres verte, tu verte jodido
Entra por el aro, claro has de saber
Que es la única palabra que te voy a decir
La que vas a entender, la que vas a comprender
Estribillo
Suelta la pasta mano
Que me pones a pensar,
Si me tratas de ese modo
Eso no me va a gustar,
Hace tiempo me di cuenta
No quieres colaborar,
Nunca olvides ese coro
Se que no te va a gustar,
Viva la media naranja
Viva la naranja entera
Tómalo con un garrito,
Deja algo pa’los demás
Que es lo que pasa con el dinero?
Que es lo que pasa con el guano?
Deja de insultos, dejado el traje
No ves que tu eres
Un punto vestido de traje, relaje, iiio ande vas?
A la cartera lo mío no espero más,
A la cartera que me vas a desgraciar
Estribillo
Lyrics translation
Pass the money.,
If you get wet these rooms
Let go old man
He he This is not, not so
How easy you think I warned you,
You see it, you see it.
And how was it? tell me later.
I don't believe you pass the recess,
Don't fuck, not a shadow of the fucking money
I've passed over and over again
And now let Rebel Without Cause pay,
I did not play English pal
Hey Messiah listen to me you,
If they invent macabre treatment I leave
Take my hand that I can't take anymore
I want to. I can't do it anymore.
Take my hand that I can't take anymore
I want to. I can't do it anymore.
Take my hand that I can't take anymore
I want to. I can't do it anymore.
Take my hand that I can't take anymore
I want to. I can't do it anymore.
(mixed with the following choirs:
This is not, this is not, this is not for the love of ART ART ART ART ART
Art of that compadre)
Ha ha ha let's see if they're gonna knock this down
This, here do not miss any weight
Weight, this is the part I deserve, that
Today I come super super cool, I cool
Tremendous detai-tai-tai-lle jai
Well, the story comes to mind, it goes away, bye bye bye
I'm gonna have to break your face, face
As the air breaks the branch
From the rotten tree,
If you don't want to see you, you see you fucked
Get in the hoop, of course you must know
That's the only word I'm gonna say to you
The one you'll understand, the one you'll understand
Chorus
Drop the pasta hand
That makes me think,
If you treat me that way
I'm not gonna like that.,
A long time ago I realized
You don't want to collaborate,
Never forget that chorus
I know you won't like it.,
Long Live The Orange half
Long live the whole orange
Take it with a garrito,
Leave something for the others
What about money?
What's with the guano?
Stop insulting, left the suit
Don't you see that you are
A point dressed in a suit, relax, iiio walk you go?
To my wallet I do not expect more,
To the wallet you're going to disgrace me
Chorus