I gather that Biggest Guy has taken up studying Latin back in Virginia. He IM’ed me this link, to quislibet’s blog over on Live Journal, where he offers this translation:
magnae clunes mihi placent, nec possum de hac re mentiri.
(Large buttocks are pleasing to me, nor am I able to lie concerning this matter.)
quis enim, consortes mei, non fateatur,
(For who, colleagues, would not admit,)
cum puella incedit minore medio corpore
(Whenever a girl comes by with a rather small middle part of the body)
sub quo manifestus globus, inflammare animos
(Beneath which is an obvious spherical mass, that it inflames the spirits)
virtute praestare ut velitis, notantes bracas eius
(So that you want to be conspicuous for manly virtue, noticing her breeches)
clunibus profunde fartas(*1) esse
(Have been deeply stuffed with buttock?)
a! captus sum, nec desinere intueri possum.
(Alas! I am captured, nor am I able to desist from gazing.)
Some people prefer the original Sir Mix-A-Lot version…
If we’re going to do Latin Translations, I’d rather see one for Freddie Mercury’s immortal lyrics:
“Are you gonna take me home tonight?
Ah down beside that red fire light
Are you gonna let it all hang out?
Fat bottomed girls you make the rocking world go round
Hey I was just a skinny lad
Never knew no good from bad
But I knew love before I left my nursery
Left alone with big fat Fanny
She was such a naughty nanny
Heap big woman you made a bad boy out of me
Hey hey!
I’ve been singing with my band
Across the wire across the land
I’ve seen every blue eyed floozy on the way
But their beauty and their style
Went kind of smooth after a while
Take me to them lovely ladies every time
Oh won’t you take me home tonight
Oh down beside your red firelight
Oh and you give it all you got
Fat bottomed girls you make the rocking world go round
Fat bottomed girls you make the rocking world go round
Hey listen here
Now your mortgages and homes
And the stiffness in your bones
Ain’t no beauty queens in this locality (I tell you)
Oh but I still get my pleasure
Still get my greatest treasure
Heap big woman you made a bad boy out of me
Oh you gonna take me home tonight (Please)
Oh down beside that red firelight
Oh you gonna let it all hang out?
Fat bottomed girls you make the rocking world go round
Fat bottomed girls you make the rocking world go round
Get on your bikes and ride…
Fat bottomed girls
Fat bottomed girls”
No-one can sing it like Freddie.
Slight correction: the song in question was of course Brian May’s, but it’s impossible for me to think of ot without thinking of Freddie’s voice.
LATIN RAP! I love it! Joe’s right, I hope that guy translates Queen’s song too, then we’d have some LATIN ROCK!
It’s so nice to see that some wonderful things are timeless.
We’ve forgotten the daddy of them all, the Kings of Rock, the High Epopts of Roll, Spinal Tap. Witness.
The bigger the cushion
The sweeter the pushin’
That’s what I said
The looser the waistband
The deeper the quicksand
Or so I have read
My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo
I like to sink her with my pink torpedo
Big bottom
Big bottom
Talk about bum cakes
My girl’s got ’em
Big bottom, drive me out of my mind
How can I leave this behind?
I saw her on Monday
‘Twas my lucky bun day
You know what I mean
I love her each weekday
Each velvety cheekday
You know what I mean
My love gun’s loaded and she’s in my sights
Big game is waiting there inside her tights
Big bottom
Big bottom
Talk about mudflaps
My gal’s got ’em
Big bottom, drive me out of my mind
How can I leave this behind?
My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo
I like to sink her with my pink torpedo
Big bottom
Big bottom
Talk about bum cakes
My girl’s got ’em
Big bottom, drive me out of my mind
How can I leave this behind?