Story of a Taxi Driver (Historia del Taxista)

İngilizce translation

Story of a Taxi Driver

It was ten at night as I piloted my ship
My taxi was a '68 Volkswagen
It was one of those bad days with no fares
The sequins of an outfit hailed me to pull-over
 
She was a gorgeous blonde, wearing a miniskirt
Her plunging backline went down to that "sweet spot"
A black tear rolled down her cheek while the rear-view mirror
said, "Check-out at those legs!" ... I saw a little more [than that]...
 
It was 10:40. I was cruising up and down Reforma
She said, "My name is Norma," as she crossed her legs
She pulled a cigarette, the strange kind
...the ones that make you laugh
I rushed to offer her a light, as my hand trembled
 
I asked, "Who are you crying over?" She said, "over a guy
who thinks because he's rich he can come and cheat on me"
"Don't fall for love; you've got to pick yourself up," I said
"Count on the present company, if revenge is what you want," and she smiled
 
"What's a taxi driver doing seducing life?
What's a taxi driver doing creating strife?
What's a taxi driver doing in front of someone's wife?
What's a taxi driver doing with his dreams of bedroom delight?" I wondered
 
"I saw him embracing and kissing a girl of modest means
She's of a simple class; I know by her appearance"
She smiled at me in the mirror and sat to one side
I was stupefied, with the mirror all steamed up
 
She said, "Turn at the corner; we'll go to my house
After a couple of tequilas, we'll see what happens"
Why describe what we did there on the rug
...if it suffices to say even the darkness I kissed
and a little more than that...
 
"Don't feel so alone; I suffer, though not the same
Between my wife and my hours, an abyss has opened up
How people suffer on both sides of the class divide!
You suffer in your mansion; I suffer in the slums"
 
She said, "Come with me; let him know I'm not alone"
She put her hair in a ponytail; we went to their bar
Just as we entered, he was hugging a girl
How great is destiny, and how small this city!
It was my wife...
 
"What's a taxi driver doing seducing life?
What's a taxi driver doing creating strife?
What does a taxi driver do when a gentleman
agrees to time and place with his wife," I wondered
 
Since that night they play the cheating game on us
They see each other in the same bar...and the blonde hails the taxi, always at ten in the same place...
 
Marcelo González
Marcelo_in_Marianas kullanıcısı tarafından Cmt, 12/11/2011 - 23:39 tarihinde eklendi
Last edited by Marcelo_in_Marianas on Pzr, 27/11/2016 - 18:21
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As with most creative translations, other versions are definitely possible; this just happens to be mine Smile

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