Translation of the song lyrics Con La Misma Vaina - Diomedes Díaz, Ivan Zuleta

Con La Misma Vaina (original)

El hombre es el que trabaja
La que manda es la mujer
Tiene un as bajo la falda
Que siempre te hace perder
De que sirve tener plata
Mucho lujos por dems
Sin tener a una muchacha
Paґ poderte gozar.
Dicen que es el sexo dbil
De dbil no tiene nada
Porque ellas vienen al mundo
Vienen armadas con sus vaina
Por eso es que en este mundo
La mujer es la que manda
Pero ellas consiguen todo siempre
Con la misma vaina.
Si tu le compras un carro
Ella a ti la misma vaina
Si tu le compras un traje
Ella a ti la misma vaina
Si le compras un anillo
Ella a t la misma vaina
Si le das unos collares
Ella a ti la misma vaina
Si le das una pulsera
Ella a ti la misma vaina
El da que peleas con ella
Hasta aqu llego la vaina.
Soy un hombre enamorado
De la vida y sus placeres
Por eso soy un esclavo
Del amor de las mujeres
Y aunque por ah no han faltado
Quien las trate de imitar
Se van a morir de engaados
Porque como ellas no hay.
La mujer es lo ms lindo
Y no hay nada como ellas
Ellas son los ms hermoso
Que hizo Dios sobre la tierra
Por eso es que ene ste mundo
La mujer es la que manda
Aunque consigan todo
Siempre con la misma vaina.

(translation)

The man is the one who works
The one who rules is the woman
She has an ace up her skirt
that always makes you lose
What is the use of having money?
Lots of luxuries for others
Without having a girl
To be able to enjoy you.
They say it's the weaker sex
Of weak it has nothing
because they come into the world
They come armed with their sheath
That's why in this world
The woman is the boss
But they always get everything
With the same sheath.
If you buy him a car
She to you the same pod
If you buy him a suit
She to you the same pod
If you buy her a ring
She to t the same pod
If you give him some necklaces
She to you the same pod
If you give him a bracelet
She to you the same pod
The day you fight with her
This is as far as the pod.
I am a man in love
Of life and its pleasures
That's why I'm a slave
Of the love of women
And although out there they have not been lacking
Who tries to imitate them
They are going to die of being deceived
Because like them there is no.
The woman is the most beautiful
And there is nothing like them
They are the most beautiful
What did God do on earth
That's why in this world
The woman is the boss
Even if they get everything
Always with the same sheath.