Paroles et traduction Carin Leon - El Selecto

El Selecto

Y una de la autoria, por aquí un servidor
Ahí le va viejano
Y suénela pariente
Y esta es la corona del rey
Ayayay

Y es su compa Carín Leon, viejo
De las ineditas
Ahí le va viejano, ayayay
Y puro corona del rela

Más sabe el diablo por viejo
Ya complétenme la frase
Le va bien por ser discreto
Y no hace menos a nadie
Se navega sencillito
Por todas clases sociales
Si no tose allá en el humo
Menos lo despeina un aire

Aunque el gallo esté calmado
No le amarren la navaja
Puede pegar un revire
Y aventarles la patada
Y no es pa' que agarre miedo
Pero al abusón no aguanta
Que les quede de advertencia
Se acomoda o se amanza

Con la mochila repleta
De las angustias que deja
Paconera en buena mesa de eso se trata la empresa
Una jota y una erre al tiro con la gerencia...

Y así nomás
Ahí bajita la tenaza viejanos
Ayayay

Siempre al tanto de las cosas
Que suceden en la espera
Pa' todo tiene respuesta
Platican de lo que quieran
Vaso de vidrio cortado
Y un traguito de Selecta
De todo viene enterado
Le desborda en inteligencia

La palabra forma al hombre
Sus acciones lo confirman
Puede sobrarte el dinero
Pero escasearte la dicha
Vale más ser miel de abeja
Que ser ponzoña de avispa
Bendiciones de una madre
Y el camino le ilumina

Con un paso siempre al frente
Eso bien lo sabe el secre
Su padre nunca le falla
El viejón sacó la casta
Si el viejo algo se propone
No duerme hasta que lo alcanza...

The Select One

And one of the author's, by your servant, over here
There it goes, old man
And play it loud, friend
And this is the king's crown
Ayayay

And it's your friend Carín Leon, old man
From the unreleased
There it goes, old man, ayayay
And pure crown of the party

The devil knows better because he's old
Now, complete the phrase for me
He does well because he's discreet
And he doesn't disrespect anyone
He navigates simply
Through all social classes
If he doesn't cough in the smoke
Wind will barely ruffle his hair

Although the rooster is calm
Don't tie his spurs
He might lash out
And kick you
And it's not to make you scared
But he can't stand bullies
Let it be a warning
He'll settle down or he'll get tamed

With his backpack full
Of the anguish he left behind
A heavy hitter at a good table, that's what business is all about
A J and an R, on the lookout with the management...

And that's how it is
There, right under the pliers, old men
Ayayay

Always aware of things
That happen while waiting
He has an answer for everything
They talk about whatever they want
A glass cup
And a drink of Selecta
He's always informed
He overflows with intelligence

A man is shaped by his words
His actions confirm it
You may have money to spare
But happiness may be scarce
It's better to be a bee's honey
Than a wasp's poison
A mother's blessings
And the path is illuminated for him

Always one step ahead
The secret, he knows it well
His father never fails him
The old man fulfilled his destiny
If the old man sets his mind to something
He doesn't sleep until he achieves it...