Paroles et traduction DELLAFUENTE - Dile

Dile

Porque yo nunca he sabi'o cantar
Ni yo... creo que se cantar, yo lo que hago es transmitir
Y entonces, pues... el sufrir me ha desarrollado los sentidos
Un poquito, porque yo lo quería siempre no es aprender
Ni saber, ignorar siempre

Dile, dile, dile
Que ya estoy cura'o de espanto
Voy a cumplir pronto los veintitantos

Dile, dile, dile
Que el dinero está lavando
Y por ello sigo peleando

Dile, dile, dile
Que el Sol no alumbra ya mi corazón
Y lo siento, sé que a veces no hago lo correcto

Yalla, yalla, yalla, yalla, levantao' de buena mañana
La alegría a mi casa llama, mi mujer vestía' de Prada
El que toque mi comida, te juro corto sus alas
Mi trabajo es la música, compai, las cosas claras
Yo ahora sobrevivo de esto, estoy comiendo de esto
A la mínima que falte, te lo juro no contesto
Yo no soy de amenazar, me gusta hablar con los hechos
Y no me gusta llevarme una extensible pa' los conciertos
Estoy, dando trabajos a los chavales con mi música
Estoy, dando alegría a mi familia con mi música
Estoy, haciendo música, callao' centrao' en mi música
A mí tienes que matarme pa que pare de hacer música
Yo, nunca nunca en mi via' había pensao' en ser cantante
Queríamos ser tos' narcotraficantes
Me rio de tos' los que se reían de lo que hago, mira hermano
Ahora me da igual que se me acabe el paro

Tú querías ignorar siempre
Porque a ti te daba, me han contado, hasta vergüenza cantar
Por supuesto, curioso eso, ¿no?
Yo cuando voy a cantar, me parezco a un mono de atracción, y no me gusta eso

Dile, dile, dile
Que ya estoy cura'o de espanto
Voy a cumplir pronto los veintitantos
Dile, dile, dile
Que el dinero está lavando
Y por ello sigo peleando
Dile, dile, dile
Que el sol no alumbra ya mi corazón
Y lo siento, sé que a veces no hago lo correcto

Dile, dile, dile
Dile, dile, dile
Dile, dile, dile
(Dile, dile, dile)

El cante debería ser libre y sin dinero
Libre y sin dinero, ¡ole! (Libre y sin dinero)

Tell Her

Because I've never known how to sing
Nor I... I don't think I know how to sing, what I do is convey
And so, well... suffering has developed my senses
A bit, because I always wanted it not to learn
Nor to know, always to ignore

Tell her, tell her, tell her
That I'm cured of fright
I'll soon be turning twenty

Tell her, tell her, tell her
That money is washing
And for that I keep fighting

Tell her, tell her, tell her
That the Sun no longer shines in my heart
And I'm sorry, I know that sometimes I don't do the right thing

Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, up in the morning
Joy calls to my home, my woman wearing Prada
Whoever touches my food, I swear I'll clip their wings
My job is music, buddy, let's be clear
Now I survive on this, I'm eating from this
As soon as it's missing, I swear I won't answer
I'm not the threatening type, I like to speak with facts
And I don't like to carry a switchblade to concerts
I am providing jobs to young people with my music
I am providing joy to my family with my music
I am making music, quiet and focused on my music
You'll have to kill me to make me stop making music
I, never in my life had thought of being a singer
We all wanted to be drug traffickers
I laugh at all those who laughed at what I do, look brother
Now I don't care if my unemployment benefits run out

You wanted to always ignore it
Because it embarrassed you, I've been told, even to sing
Of course, curious that, isn't it?
When I go to sing, I look like a performing monkey, and I don't like that

Tell her, tell her, tell her
That I'm cured of fright
I'll soon be turning twenty
Tell her, tell her, tell her
That money is washing
And for that I keep fighting
Tell her, tell her, tell her
That the Sun no longer shines in my heart
And I'm sorry, I know that sometimes I don't do the right thing

Tell her, tell her, tell her
Tell her, tell her, tell her
Tell her, tell her, tell her
(Tell her, tell her, tell her)

Singing should be free and without money
Free and without money, ole! (Free and without money)