Lyrics of Mientras No Cueste Trabajo - Melendi

Mientras No Cueste Trabajo (original)

Yo nunca quise perderte,
Tan solo quise inventarte,
Ponerte dos ojos verdes y en mi pecho tatuarte,
De la paseada paloma que me lleva hasta tu calle,
Que me limpie las arterias de tu veneno en mi sangre,
Que lo mejor de mi pasado,
Si, sea lo peor de tu futuro,
Que a mi la vida me a pagado,
Con pocos besos y en pan duro,
Ya no vivo en la maleta,
Ya no duermo en las esquinas,
He dejao atras la merca,
Pues tu amor es mi heroina,
Y he aparcao las papelas con los papeles del paro
Pues por ti hago lo que sea mientras no cueste trabajo.
Yo nunca quise venderte,
Tan solo quise anunciarte,
Morenita de ojos tristes,
50 kilos de arte.
Dd la paseada paloma que me lleva hasta tu calle,
Que me limpie las arterias de tu veneno en mi sangre,
Que lo mejor de mi pasado,
Si, sea lo peor de tu futuro,
Que a mi la vida me ha pagado,
Con pocos besos y en pan duro,
Ya no vivo en la maleta,
Ya no duermo en las esquinas,
He dejao atras la merca,
Pues tu amor es mi heroina,
Y he aparcao las papelas con los papeles del paro
Pues por ti hago lo que sea mientras no cueste trabajo.
Yo no canto a los amores imposibles,
Que me da jaqueca,
Le canto a la portera y un buen plato de lentejas y es que yo,
Me doy la vuelta al mundo por un beso y eso que estoy cojo por tu amor,
Yo ya le di 1000 vocaos a una manzana,
Mi vida es pagana y yo,
Lo que quiero es comerte y enterito el corazon
Es que yo no entiendo de reproches ni agonias,
La patentes de tu olor yo no canto a los amores imposibles,
Que me da jaqueca,
E canto a la portera y un buen plato de lentejas y es que yo,
Me doy la vuelta al mundo por un beso y eso que estoy cojo por tu amor.

(translation)

I never wanted to lose you
I just wanted to invent you
Give you two green eyes and tattoo you on my chest,
Of the wandering dove that takes me to your street,
That I clean the arteries of your poison in my blood,
That the best of my past,
Yes, be the worst of your future,
That life has paid me,
With few kisses and on stale bread,
I no longer live in the suitcase,
I no longer sleep in the corners,
I have left the market behind,
Well, your love is my heroine,
And I have parked the papers with the unemployment papers
Well, for you I do whatever it takes as long as it doesn't cost work.
I never wanted to sell you
I just wanted to announce you,
sad-eyed brunette,
50 kilos of art.
Dd the wandering dove that takes me to your street,
That I clean the arteries of your poison in my blood,
That the best of my past,
Yes, be the worst of your future,
that life has paid me,
With few kisses and on stale bread,
I no longer live in the suitcase,
I no longer sleep in the corners,
I have left the market behind,
Well, your love is my heroine,
And I have parked the papers with the unemployment papers
Well, for you I do whatever it takes as long as it doesn't cost work.
I do not sing to impossible loves,
that gives me a headache,
I sing to the goalkeeper and a good plate of lentils and it is that I,
I go around the world for a kiss and that I'm lame for your love,
I already gave 1000 calls to an apple,
My life is pagan and I,
What I want is to eat you and whole heart
It is that I do not understand reproaches or agonies,
The patents of your smell I do not sing to impossible loves,
that gives me a headache,
I sing to the goalkeeper and a good plate of lentils and it is that I,
I go around the world for a kiss and that I'm lame for your love.