Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song El Nieto De Maturana, artist - Karamelo Santo. Album song 95 - 06, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 10.07.2006
Record label: K Industria
Song language: Spanish
El Nieto De Maturana(original) |
El nieto de Maturana iba cruzando aduanas, |
traía la chata llena cargada de yerba mala, |
traía la chata llena cargada de yerba mala. |
Lo estaban esperando, cuando gritó su hermana, |
silvaron balas de F.A.L. |
y una q’otra regramentaria, |
silvaron balas de F.A.L. |
y una q’otra regramentaria. |
Chilenito no te cagués y seguile acelerando, |
compadre que acá en Mendoza muchos lo están esperando. |
Si luego la policía, compadre, sigue jodiendo, |
véngase pa’la casa que yo mismito lo escuendo, |
véngase pa’la casa que yo mismito lo espero. |
(Compadre querido vio el parral? |
¡Y es de uva negra, compadre!) |
Porfiado este Maturana nunca vino pa’casa, |
se volvieron pal Chile para traerse otra carga. |
se volvieron pal Chile para traerse otra carga. |
Pero luego contaron, a la vuelta perdieron, |
le dieron 5 balas y le mataron la hermana, |
le dieron 5 balas y le mataron la hermana. |
Chilenito no te cagués y seguile acelerando, |
compadre que acá en Mendoza muchos lo están esperando. |
Si luego la policía, compadre, sigue jodiendo, |
véngase pa’la casa que yo mismito lo escuendo, |
véngase pa’la casa que yo mismito lo escuendo. |
(translation) |
Maturana's grandson was going through customs, |
he brought the flat full of bad herb, |
he brought the flat full of bad herbs. |
They were waiting for him, when his sister shouted at him, |
F.A.L. bullets whistled |
and one q'otro regramentaria, |
F.A.L. bullets whistled |
and one q'otro regramentaria. |
Chilenito don't screw up and keep accelerating, |
compadre that here in Mendoza many are waiting for him. |
If then the police, compadre, keep screwing around, |
come to the house that I hide it myself, |
Come home, I myself am waiting for you. |
(Dear compadre, did you see the grapevine? |
And it's made of black grapes, compadre!) |
Stubborn, this Maturana never came home, |
They went back to Chile to bring another load. |
They went back to Chile to bring another load. |
But then they counted, on the way back they lost, |
they gave him 5 bullets and killed his sister, |
They gave him 5 bullets and they killed his sister. |
Chilenito don't screw up and keep accelerating, |
compadre that here in Mendoza many are waiting for him. |
If then the police, compadre, keep screwing around, |
come to the house that I hide it myself, |
come to the house that I hide it myself. |