Below, I translated the lyrics of the song COMO QUISIERA by Calle 24 from Spanish to English.
These English lyric translations are not yet verified.
No sé cómo llegué
I don't know how I got here
Y entre pase y pase
And between hit and hit
De verga me pasé
I f*cked up big time
¿Quién putas trae mi cel?
Who the f*ck has my phone?
Con viejas me encerré
I locked myself in with girls
Traía un meneo bien perro
I had a really good swagger
Lo que es tener papel
What it's like to have money
Y deshacerte de él
And get rid of it
Y otra loquera, malo pa'l amor pero bueno pa' las borracheras
And another crazy night, bad for love but good for drunken nights
Salí con talento, levanto morritas bien buenas
I was born with talent, I pick up really hot girls
Lo fino en la sangre, de buena madera
Class in my blood, of good stock
Cómo quisiera sacar la malilla contigo y que el sol no saliera
How I wish I could get over this bad feeling with you and that the sun wouldn't come out
Un polvo, un porrito y un traguito de la botella
A quickie, a joint, and a little sip from the bottle
Ya los dos bien locos, jalarte la greña
Both of us really high, pulling your hair
Y cómo quisiera, chiquitita
And how I wish, babe
La C, el 2 y el 4
The C, the 2, and the 4
Y porque los locos nunca mueren
And because the crazy ones never die
Qué crudo amanecí
How hungover I woke up
Mami, ¿por qué me aguantas?
Babe, why do you put up with me?
No soy bueno pa' ti
I'm not good for you
Yo mismo te advertí
I myself warned you
No es fácil para mí
It's not easy for me
Ser tuyo y de unas cuantas
To be yours and a few others'
Te tocó compartir
You had to share
Perdón si te mentí
Sorry if I lied to you
Y otra loquera, malo pa'l amor pero bueno pa' la borrachera
And another crazy night, bad for love but good for drunken nights
Salí con talento, levanto morritas bien buenas
I was born with talent, I pick up really hot girls
Lo fino en la sangre, de buena madera
Class in my blood, of good stock
Cómo quisiera sacar la malilla contigo y que el sol no saliera
How I wish I could get over this bad feeling with you and that the sun wouldn't come out
Un polvo, un porrito y un traguito de la botella
A quickie, a joint, and a little sip from the bottle
Ya los dos bien locos, jalarte la greña
Both of us really high, pulling your hair
Y no es fácil para mí ser tuyo y de unas cuantas, chiquita
And it's not easy for me to be yours and a few others', babe
Tienen que traer papel
They have to bring money
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