Lyrics of Amor Al Arte - Orishas

Amor Al Arte (original)

Pásala suelta la plata
Si tu te empapas estas salao
Suelta viejo
He he esto no es, no es así
Como creí tan fácil te lo advertí
Ya lo ves, como lo ves
Y como fue?
dame cuenta después
Yo no te creo paso el recreo
No jodas, ni una sombra del puto dinero
Ya paso una vez y otra vez
Y ahora que rebelde sin causa pague
Yo no pa´ aquí a jugar pal ingles
Hey mesie me escucha usted
Si inventan trato macabro me largo
Sácame la mano que no aguanto más
Quiero ya no puedo mas
Sácame la mano que no aguanto más
Quiero ya no puedo mas
Sácame la mano que no aguanto más
Quiero ya no puedo mas
Sácame la mano que no aguanto más
Quiero ya no puedo mas
(Mezclado con los siguientes coros:
Esto no, esto no, esto no
No es por amor al arte arte arte arte arte
Arte de que compadre)
Ha ha ha a ver si nos van a tumbar esto
Esto, aquí que no falte ningún peso
Peso, esta es la parte que merezco, eso
Hoy vengo super super fresco, yo fresco
Tremendo detai-tai-tai-lle jai
Pues el cuento se me ocurre se me va, bye bye bye
Voy a tener que romper tu cara, cara
Como el aire rompe la rama
Del árbol podrido
Si no quieres verte, tu verte jodido
Entra por el aro, claro has de saber
Que es la única palabra que te voy a decir
La que vas a entender, la que vas a comprender
(Estribillo)
Suelta la pasta mano
Que me pones a pensar
Si me tratas de ese modo
Eso no me va a gustar
Hace tiempo me di cuenta
No quieres colaborar
Nunca olvides ese coro
Se que no te va a gustar
Viva la media naranja
Viva la naranja entera
Tómalo con un garrito
Deja algo pa´ los demás
Que es lo que pasa con el dinero?
Que es lo que pasa con el guano?
Deja de insultos, dejado el traje
No ves que tu eres
Un punto vestido de traje, relaje, iiio ande vas?
A la cartera lo mío no espero más
A la cartera que me vas a desgraciar
(Estribillo)

(translation)

Pass it loose the silver
If you get soaked you are salty
loose old man
He he this is not, it's not like that
As I thought so easy I warned you
You see it, as you see it
And how was it?
let me know later
I don't believe you, I pass recess
Don't fuck around, not a shadow of the fucking money
It already happened once and again
And now that rebel without a cause pays
I'm not here to play for English
Hey messie do you listen to me
If they invent a macabre deal, I'll leave
Take my hand, I can't take it anymore
I want I can't anymore
Take my hand, I can't take it anymore
I want I can't anymore
Take my hand, I can't take it anymore
I want I can't anymore
Take my hand, I can't take it anymore
I want I can't anymore
(Mixed with the following choirs:
Not this, not this, not this
It's not for the love of art art art art art
Art of what compadre)
Ha ha ha let's see if they're going to knock this down
This, here that no weight is missing
Weight, this is the part that I deserve, that
Today I come super super fresh, I fresh
Tremendous detail tai-tai-tai-lle jai
Well, the story occurs to me, it goes away, bye bye bye
I'm gonna have to break your face, face
As the air breaks the branch
of the rotten tree
If you don't want to see yourself, you see yourself screwed
Enter through the hoop, of course you have to know
That is the only word that I am going to say to you
The one you're going to understand, the one you're going to understand
(Chorus)
Drop the pasta hand
what do you make me think
If you treat me that way
I'm not going to like that
I realized a long time ago
you don't want to collaborate
never forget that choir
I know you won't like it
long live the better half
long live the whole orange
Take it with a stick
Leave something for the others
What is the matter with money?
What is the matter with the guano?
Stop insults, leave the suit
Don't you see that you are
A point dressed in a suit, relax, where are you going?
I don't expect more to the portfolio
To the portfolio that you are going to disgrace me
(Chorus)