Ricardo Arjona — No Me Importa Nada song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "No Me Importa Nada" by Ricardo Arjona.
Lyrics
En esta noche no me importa nada
Mas cerrado que el culo de un mu±eco
esta en el bar de Pedro y a chaleco.
Valentіn
propuse ir pa' la casa.
Condiciіn
a las doce calabaza.
Vino el barrio:
Martin, Melchor, Tania y la Juliana.
Jos© Luis, Humberto, Sandra y la Mariana.
Cada quien un pomo y muchas ganas.
Y no faltі, quien dijo que invitі
a la Miss Tijuana.
Fue mЎs largo que un pedo de culebra.
Conseguiros un mariachi en la Minerva.
Vino Juan, taquero de la esquina.
VolovЎn, con cuatro de sus primas.
Una actriz, fresa y cacariza.
Un productor, dizque de Televisa.
Juan Gabriel en mangas de camisa.
Un senador futuro presidente.
Conservador pero tan delicuente
como «El Matraca».
Solo falta que cruce el zaguan
mister Bush y algun taliban.
Pero esta noche no me importa nada,
no me importa nada.
Si invaden Japіn o se rinden en la Habana.
Si eres mormіn o vas a la musulmana.
Si vienes de luto:
o eres medio…
Porque esta noche no me importa nada.
Bienvenidos y pasen adelante
deca un tipo que no habia visto antes,
kamiKasis, reyes del alboroto.
Paparazzis, con lentes telefotos.
Policas. Orillense a la orilla.
Cofradas de chicas maravilla.
Merengueros, jazzistas,
usureros, rusas masajistas.
Y mientras yo segua siendo el rey
un tipo gritі ah viene la ley
y calabaza.
Fui a parar a la delegaciіn
y ah dentro siguiі el reventіn.
Pero esta noche no me importa nada,
no me importa nada.
Si invaden Japіn o se rinden en la Habana.
Si eres mormіn o vas a la musulmana.
Si vienes de luto:
o eres medio…
Porque esta noche no me importa nada.
MЎs cansado que el plomero del Titanic.
Edecanes modelos de revistas sementales guaruras, artistas.
El ni±o llorіn y lo pellizcan.
Era manco y lo apodaban «pulpo»
La comadre se puso algo coqueta,
hay compadre, їle quito la chaqueta?
estaban todos y nadie fue invitado.
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Lyrics translation
I don't care about anything tonight.
More closed than the ass of a mu±Echo
he's in Pedro's bar and vest.
Valentin
I proposed to go to the House.
Conditiin
twelve pumpkin.
The neighborhood came:
Martin, Melchor, Tania and La Juliana.
Jos© Luis, Humberto, Sandra and Mariana.
Each one a knob and a lot of desire.
And not falti, who said that inviti
Miss Tijuana.
It was mys long as a snake fart.
Get yourself a mariachi on the Minerva.
Juan came, corner clerk.
VolovYn, with four of his cousins.
An actress, strawberry and cackle.
A producer, say Televisa.
Juan Gabriel in shirt sleeves.
A senator-to-be president.
Conservative but so delusional
like " The Stick."
Just need to cross the zaguan
Mr. Bush and some taliban.
But tonight I don't give a damn,
I don't give a shit.
If they invade Japan or surrender in Havana.
If you are Mormon or go to the Muslim.
If you come in mourning:
or are you half…
Because I don't care about anything tonight.
Welcome and move on
deca a guy I hadn't seen before,
kamiKasis, kings of turmoil.
Paparazzi, with phone lenses.
Cops. Edge to the edge.
Wonder Girl coffers.
Merengueros, Jazzmen,
usurers, Russian masseuses.
And as long as I remain the King
a guy cries ah comes the law
and pumpkin.
I went to the police station.
and in there follows the reventin.
But tonight I don't give a damn,
I don't give a shit.
If they invade Japan or surrender in Havana.
If you are Mormon or go to the Muslim.
If you come in mourning:
or are you half…
Because I don't care about anything tonight.
Mys tired than the Plumber of the Titanic.
Edecanes models of magazines Stallions guaruras, artists.
The kid cries and gets pinched.
He was lame and they nicknamed him " octopus»
The weasel got a little flirty,
there's compadre, shall I take his jacket off?
they were all there and no one was invited.
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