Mala Rodriguez — No Van song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "No Van" by Mala Rodriguez.
Lyrics
Lo mismo, mañana, no me sabe igual.
¿Te vas a quejar? Si hay que ir, se va…
Cronométrame, ¿Cuanto puedo tardar?
Me he tomado dos fuertes, se quiere levantar y mirar.
Lo dejo hecho, tú pica.
Nació el susto cuando nació la dinamita
tú sabes lo que te queda que vomitar
Me llamas la atención? Anda, ponte tiritas.
y pa salpicar moja en salsita
no te quedes con las ganas, grita, duele
como una herida chica,
No van, no van, no van
no van a dejar de caer miguitas
Son las mismas cosas chiquititas
Hoy me gusta mucho, mañana me irrita
El afán, te hace un puntillitas.
Yo no me arrepiento de na, tú critica.
Yo ya sé que mucho no me tengo que mojar,
el amar aprisiona, aprisiónala.
Como tú y yo, de lo bueno siempre uno quiere más,
y así va tú con mucho hambre y yo con mucho pan, o al revés
La de vueltas que nos quedan que pegar
No van, no van, no van,
no van, no van, no van a dejar de caer miguitas.
Sólo toco lo que me toca.
Loba, loba, chúpame la boca
Aprende de la loca, brinda por tu copa!
Voy sobre la raya, la trompa con la tropa.
No seas así, hoy a lo mejor choca
Pide más potaje, menos sopa.
Mi ruina está rota, mi nombre en tu boca,
tu número ha pasado
Las cosas aceptalas como vienen, el talón lo tienes.
Hazte otra, y otra, y otra, y otra, y que me llene
y aprenden a palos, ay sha, sha, de que vas?
sha, sha, mira que hay ahí,
sha, sha, coge lo que quieras pa ti.
No van, no van, no van
Lyrics translation
Same thing, tomorrow, it doesn't taste the same to me.
Are you gonna complain? If you have to go, you go…
Time me, how long can it take?
I've taken two forts, you want to get up and look.
I leave it, you itch.
Fright was born when Dynamite was born
you know what's left to throw up
You get my attention? Come on, put on Band-Aids.
and pa splashing wet in sausage
don't stay in the mood, scream, it hurts
like a girl wound,
Don't go, don't go, don't go
they won't stop falling crumbs
They're the same little things
Today I like it very much, tomorrow it irritates me
The rush, it makes you a little pointy.
I don't regret na, you criticize.
I already know that I do not have to get wet much,
loving imprisons, quickens her.
Like you and me, you always want more of the good,
and so goes you with a lot of hunger and I with a lot of bread, or vice versa
The lap we have left to hit
Don't go, don't go, don't go,
they're not going, they're not going, they're not going to stop falling crumbs.
I only play what I play.
Wolf, Wolf, suck my mouth
Learn from the crazy, toast to your drink!
I go on the line, the trunk with the troop.
Don't be like that, maybe today it hits
Ask for more soup, less soup.
My ruin is broken, my name in your mouth,
your number has passed
Things accept them as they come, you have the heel.
Make yourself another, and another, and another, and another, and let me fill
and they learn to stick, ay sha, sha, what are you going?
sha, sha, Look What's there,
sha, sha, take whatever you want pa you.
Don't go, don't go, don't go