Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Eres Zapato Pisado, artist - ANTONIO AGUILAR.
Date of issue: 03.05.2007
Song language: Spanish
Eres Zapato Pisado(original) |
Ay ay ay! |
Chancla de mula de rancho |
Re torcida y fea, fea fea fea |
Zapato de media zuela |
Ya te pise y ahi te dejo |
Cuando nuevesito estabas |
Yo te bolie muy parejo |
Pero ahora ni el brillo agarras |
Ere puro cuero viejo (y arrugao) |
Me diste mil tropezones |
Querias dejarme tirado |
Con todos tus resbalones |
Quedates muy desgastado |
Solo te quedan tacones |
Y clavos que te he dejado |
Eres zapato pisado |
Paseado por onde quiera |
Ya tienes la horma perdida |
Tu numero es de cualquiera |
Con todos das la medida |
Y hasta te sobra carrera |
Ay ay ay! |
Si mujer |
Eres de un malnil, muy pareja |
Y eres como la mazorca, que donde quiera se desgrana |
Sigue arrastrando en el suelo |
Dale tu amor a cualquiera |
Sigue gozando la vida |
Al cabo nada te queda |
Eres de zuela corrida |
Yo te gaste la primera |
La chacla vieja que tiro |
Que la recoja el que quiera |
Al que le guste el partido |
Que te haga su compañera |
Al cabo no vivo engreido |
Chanclas hay por donde quera |
Eres zapato pisado |
Paseado por onde quiera (como bota retorcida) |
Ya tienes la horma perdida |
Tu numero es de cualquiera |
Con todos das la medida |
Y hasta te sobra carrera |
(translation) |
Ay ay ay! |
Ranch Mule Flip Flop |
Twisted and ugly, ugly ugly ugly |
Half shoe |
I already stepped on you and I'll leave you there |
when you were new |
I played you very even |
But now you don't even grab the shine |
You are pure old leather (and wrinkled) |
You gave me a thousand trips |
you wanted to leave me lying |
With all your slips |
you stay very worn |
You only have heels left |
And nails that I have left you |
you are shoe stepped on |
strolled wherever you want |
You already have the lost last |
Your number belongs to anyone |
With all you give the measure |
And you even have plenty of career |
Ay ay ay! |
Yes woman |
You are from a malnil, very even |
And you are like the cob, that wherever it shells |
Keep dragging on the ground |
Give your love to anyone |
keep enjoying life |
After all, you have nothing left |
You are from zuela corrida |
I spent the first |
The old chacla that I throw away |
Let whoever wants pick it up |
who likes the game |
make you his partner |
After all, I don't live conceited |
Flip flops are everywhere |
you are shoe stepped on |
Strolled wherever you want (like a twisted boot) |
You already have the lost last |
Your number belongs to anyone |
With all you give the measure |
And you even have plenty of career |