Nacho Cano — Lo Mejor De Ser Artista song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Lo Mejor De Ser Artista" by Nacho Cano.
Lyrics
Lo mejor de ser artista
Es el afecto de la gente
Los royalties, las sorpresas
Y el placer de complacerte
Por un rato de mi vida
Das tu cuerpo sin reparo
Si me paro tú me observas
Si es por coito o por cansancio
Que las giras y las drogas
Van minando tu salud
Y el aplauso a las neuronas
No les vuelve a dar la luz
Lo mejor de ser artista
Se ha quedado entre las piernas
De las mises que vienen tras los bises
Lo mejor de ser artista
Se ha quedado en la memoria
De la gente que por mi fueron felices
Estribillo:
Si la moda barre fuera mi momento
Y me ponen en el saco del que fue
No me importa, no me importa nada de esto
Que mi barco no navega en el ayer
Si la historia no me funde en una placa
Y mi fama se disipa en el pasar
No me importa, no me importa nada nada
Y en el cielo sobra la posteridad
Que la risa nadie me la va a quitar
Lo peor de ser artista son las neuras
Los insomnios, los pelotas
Los impuestos y las madres de las niñas
Que te abrasan con la charla
«Qué le haces a la chiquilla
No me come, no me estudia
Y con tu foto se masturba»
La mentira cuando digo
Que tú no eres una más
Que se crece cuando afirmo
Que te voy a llamar
Lo mejor de ser artista
Es que uno pilla la autopista
Y tira millas repartiendo golosinas
Si te he visto no me acuerdo
Y si recuerdo me confundo
Que el despiste es consecuencia del ingenio
Lyrics translation
The best thing about being an artist
It's people's affection
Royalties, surprises
And the pleasure of pleasing you
For a while of my life
You give your body without repair
If I stop you watch me
If it's because of coitus or because of tiredness
That tours and drugs
They're undermining your health.
And the applause to the neurons
It never gives them light again
The best thing about being an artist
He's stuck between his legs.
Of the mises that come after the kisses
The best thing about being an artist
It has remained in memory
Of the people who were happy for me
Chorus:
If fashion barre were my moment
And they put me in the sack that was
I don't care, I don't care about any of this
That my ship does not sail on yesterday
If history doesn't melt me in a plate
And my fame dissipates in passing
I don't care, I don't care nothing nothing
And in heaven there is posterity left over
That laughter no one will take away from me
The worst thing about being an artist is the neuras
Insomnia, balls
Taxes and mothers of girls
They burn you with the talk
"What are you doing to the little girl
He doesn't eat me, he doesn't study me.
And with your photo he masturbates»
The lie when I say
That you're not one more
That grows when I say
I'll call you
The best thing about being an artist
It's that you take the freeway.
And he throws miles handing out goodies
If I've seen you I don't remember
And if I remember I get confused
That gloom is a consequence of wit