Melendi — Qué dura la vida de la musa song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Qué dura la vida de la musa" by Melendi.
Lyrics
Tocando la guitarra espero a que llegue la musa
Se ponga en frente mia y se desabroche la blusa
Hoy se esta retrasando, mi ego se esta preocupando
Quizas este perdida, o a otro artista visitando
No me preocupare mas de la cuenta
Siempre ha sido muy puta va de pintora y poeta
Pero en realidad yo no tengo queja
Dos veces por semana me baja la bragueta
Que dura la vida de la musa
Todos quieren follarla
Por eso esta confusa
Porque ella no lo hace con cualquiera
Ella te cobra en arte
No vale la cartera
Esta tocando el timbre me esta viniendo una idea
Es una melodia solo me falta la letra
No me apetece hablar de los mismos temas de siempre
Y justo cuando empiezo a funcionar desaparece
No me preocupare mas de la cuenta
Siempre ha sido muy puta va de pintora y poeta
Pero en realidad yo no tengo queja
Dos veces por semana me baja la bragueta
Que dura la vida de la musa
Todos quieren follarla
Por eso esta confusa
Porque ella no lo hace con cualquiera
Ella te cobra en arte
No vale la cartera
No me preocupare mas de la cuenta
Siempre ha sido muy puta va de pintora y poeta
Pero en realidad yo no tengo queja
Dos veces por semana me baja la bragueta
Que dura la vida de la musa
Todos quieren follarla
Por eso esta confusa
Porque ella no lo hace con cualquiera
Ella te cobra en arte
No vale la cartera
Lyrics translation
Playing the guitar I wait for the muse to arrive
Stand in front of me and unbutton the blouse
Today is delayed, my ego is worrying
Maybe she's lost, or another artist visiting
I won't worry about the account anymore
She's always been a whore. she's a painter and a poet.
But actually I have no complaint
Twice a week I drop my fly
That lasts the life of the muse
Everybody wants to fuck her
That's why she's confused.
Because she doesn't do it with anyone
She charges you in art
Not worth the wallet
It's ringing the bell. I'm getting an idea.
It's just a melody I'm missing the lyrics
I don't feel like talking about the same issues as always
And just when I start working it disappears
I won't worry about the account anymore
She's always been a whore. she's a painter and a poet.
But actually I have no complaint
Twice a week I drop my fly
That lasts the life of the muse
Everybody wants to fuck her
That's why she's confused.
Because she doesn't do it with anyone
She charges you in art
Not worth the wallet
I won't worry about the account anymore
She's always been a whore. she's a painter and a poet.
But actually I have no complaint
Twice a week I drop my fly
That lasts the life of the muse
Everybody wants to fuck her
That's why she's confused.
Because she doesn't do it with anyone
She charges you in art
Not worth the wallet