Luis Eduardo Aute — Autotango Del Cantautor song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Autotango Del Cantautor" by Luis Eduardo Aute.
Lyrics
Qu? me dices,
cantautor de las narices,
qu? me cantas con ese aire funeral.
Si estas triste,
que te cuenten algun chiste,
si estas s? lo,
pudrete en tu soledad.
Vete al cine,
c? mprate unos calcetines,
date al ligue,
pero deja de llorar,
o es que acaso,
yo te canto mis fracasos,
s? lo vengo a echarme un trago
y aun te tengo que aguantar.
Qu? tortura,
soportar tu voz de cura,
moralista
y un pelito paternal.
Muy aguda,
hay que ver la mala uva
de esa letra que te acabas de marcar.
Qu? oportuna,
inmunizas cual vacuna,
y aun no sabes
un par de cositas mas;
que me duermo,
que me aburres con tus versos,
que me pones muy enfermo,
por favor no sigas mas.
Lyrics translation
What? you tell me,
singer-songwriter of the noses,
what? you sing to me with that funeral air.
If you're sad,
tell you a joke,
if you're s? what,
rot in your loneliness.
Go to the movies,
c? mprate some socks,
date to ligue,
but stop crying,
or is it that,
I sing you my failures,
s? I'm coming for a drink.
and I still have to put up with you.
What? torture,
bear your healing voice,
moralistic
and a paternal hair.
Very acute,
you must see the bad grape
that handwriting you just marked.
What? timely,
immunizations as a vaccine,
and you still don't know
a couple more things;
that I fall asleep,
that you bore me with your verses,
that you make me very sick,
please don't go any further.