More songs by Jessi Uribe
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Description
Music video by Jesse Uribe, Farruco, El Potro Alvarez performed by Brutos.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Imborrable tu recuerdo.
De por vida te guardé en mi lado izquierdo.
Insaciable esos días cuando te encantaba que te hiciera mía.
Tantas veces me dijiste que tu corazón no era un patio para juegos, que entrara en razón, pero no te escuché, fui sordo mudo y eso suma de mí donde te estalló.
Tú sabes que es pecado que no me entiendas este amor desesperado.
No soy el mismo, ahora soy menos complicado y ahora me porto como a ti te habría gustado. No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Discúlpeme, señorita, pero. . .
Y es que los hombres son brutos, brutos, brutos, brutos. Somos bien brutos, no te lo discuto.
Necesitan que le expliquen con manzanas, quieren meterse por toditas las ventanas.
Los hombres son brutos, brutos, brutos, brutos.
Somos bien brutos y no te lo discuto.
Todos tenemos una lengua charlatana, queremos con fulana, con sultana y con mengana.
Egoístas, narcisistas e impostores, metiendo la pata nos graduamos con honores. Y no es que estamos locos, solo nos hacemos.
Caras lindas conocemos, corazones no sabemos y después estamos llorando, descaradamente diciendo no es para tanto. Tú eras para siempre, ella solo pa' un rato.
Jodemos nuestro hogar alquilando los cuartos de hoteles baratos.
Pero no es pecado no ser perfecto y dar un paso equivocado.
No, no me saques los errores del pasado, que mi arrepentimiento ya te he demostrado.
Tú sabes que es pecado que no me entiendas este amor desesperado.
No soy el mismo, ahora soy menos complicado y ahora me porto como a ti te habría gustado.
Y es que los hombres son brutos, brutos, brutos, brutos.
Somos bien brutos, no te lo discuto.
Necesitan que le expliquen con manzanas, quieren meterse por toditas las ventanas.
Los hombres son brutos, brutos, brutos, brutos. Somos bien brutos, no te lo discuto.
Todos tenemos una lengua charlatana, queremos con fulana, con sultana y con mengana.
Mi compadre, Omar Geles, querido.
Te quiero, negro, te quiero. ¡Repítela! Jessi Uribe.
Farruko.
El Potro de Venezuela.
Que viva el amor, vale.
Cuatro trece. ¡Fua! Oh.
A ustedes, mujeres, le pedimos perdón.
¡Farru!
English translation
Your memory is indelible.
For life I kept you on my left side.
Insatiable those days when you loved me making you mine.
So many times you told me that your heart was not a playground, that I should come to my senses, but I didn't listen to you, I was deaf and mute and that adds up to where I exploded at you.
You know that it is a sin that you do not understand this desperate love.
I am not the same, now I am less complicated and now I behave as you would have liked. No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Excuse me, miss, but. . .
And men are brutes, brutes, brutes, brutes. We are very rude, I won't argue with you.
They need to be explained with apples, they want to get in through all the windows.
Men are brutes, brutes, brutes, brutes.
We are very rude and I won't argue with you.
We all have a chatty language, we want to be with so-and-so, with sultana and with mengana.
Selfish, narcissistic and impostors, by screwing up we graduate with honors. And it's not that we're crazy, we just make ourselves.
We know pretty faces, we don't know hearts and then we are crying, shamelessly saying it's not a big deal. You were forever, she was only for a while.
We screw up our home by renting rooms in cheap hotels.
But it is not a sin to not be perfect and take a wrong step.
No, don't tell me about the mistakes of the past, because my repentance has already shown you.
You know that it is a sin that you do not understand this desperate love.
I am not the same, now I am less complicated and now I behave as you would have liked.
And men are brutes, brutes, brutes, brutes.
We are very rude, I won't argue with you.
They need to be explained with apples, they want to get in through all the windows.
Men are brutes, brutes, brutes, brutes. We are very rude, I won't argue with you.
We all have a chatty language, we want to be with so-and-so, with sultana and with mengana.
My friend, Omar Geles, dear.
I love you, black, I love you. Repeat it! Jessi Uribe.
Farruko.
The Potro of Venezuela.
Long live love, okay.
Four thirteen. Whoa! Oh.
To you, women, we ask for forgiveness.
Farru!