Lyrics and translation Sidney Bechet Trio - Strange Fruit

Strange Fruit

Con un polvo de lavada me aliviano
Con un buen cigarro
Siempre me relajo, sin descuidar el trabajo
Yo defiendo una bandera
Yo era gente del 50
Aqui estamos presentes
Pa lo que se ofrezca
Soy El Tipo y del Bravo traigo escuela
Recuerdo cuando andaba por mi barrio
Caminando por las calles
Con toda mi clika lo vago no se me quita
Pues ni que fuera gripa
Parrandas y amanecidas
Yo sigo siendo el mismo
Lo humilde me acobija
Asi es como me ha enseñado la vida
Patrullamos en ciudades y en los ranchos
Al que traigo a mi lado
Es el compa Jimmy y nunca se me ha rajado
A lo que sea le atoramos
Ya sean contras o soldados
Ha quedado demostrado
Por las malas soy muy malo
No se espanten por las buenas soy calmado
*Los Nuevos Rebeldes... Asi es*
Cuatacha me brincaste hiciste esquina
Aquel dia que me aprhendieron los soldados
Todavia no se me olvida
Encerrado me tenian
Pense no la libraria
Pero corri con suerte
No me dejo mi gente
Una llamada y me sacaron en caliente
Me gusta sentir machin la adrenalina
Hago disparos al viento
Ay como me divierto toreando a los del gobierno
Asi la paso en terreno
Pa la muerte ya no hay miedo
Tiro humito para el cielo
Asi vivo contento
Mas no abuso porque yo tengo cerebro
Un saludo pa mi equipo y mis amigos
Aun recuerdo a un gran amigo
En aquellas loqueras
Cuate que estuve contigo
Pero fue cruel el destino
Aun sigo en el camino
Avanzando y calmadito
Ahora me dicen "El Tipo"
"Tipo Tren" asi me mientan en corridos

Strange Fruit

With a little powdered soap I feel good
With a good cigar
I always relax, being careful not to neglect my work
I defend a flag
I was a 50's kid
We are here present
For whatever is offered
I'm El Tipo and I bring the school from Bravo
I remember when I walked around my neighborhood
Walking down the streets
With all my clique, I just can't shake it off
Like it was a cold
Parties and all-nighters
I am the same as always
Humility keeps me safe
That's how life has taught me
We patrol in cities and in the ranches
The one I have next to me
Is my friend Jimmy and he has never let me down
We dare anything
Whether they are contras or soldiers
It has been proven
When it comes to dirty business I'm very bad
Don't worry, when it comes to good things, I'm chilled
*Los Nuevos Rebeldes... That's right*
My friend you caught me, you turned the corner
That day that the soldiers arrested me
I still haven't forgotten it
They had me locked up
I thought I wouldn't make it out
But I got lucky
My people didn't let me down
One phone call and they got me out right away
I like to feel the adrenaline
I fire shots in the air
Oh, how I enjoy teasing the government
That's how I live it on the streets
I am not afraid of death
I blow smoke into the sky
That's how I live happy
But I don't overdo it because I have a brain
A greeting to my crew and my friends
I still remember a great friend
In those crazy times
Friend I was with you
But destiny was cruel
I am still on the road
Moving forward and taking it easy
Now they call me "El Tipo"
"Tipo Tren" that's what they call me in the corridos