Paroles et traduction Dueto Consentido - El Rolex

El Rolex

Bonito relumbra un rolex
Diamantado asi es el porte
Es palpito de una aguja
El tiempo es pa estar en orden
Dice viernes arribita
Ya empezo a pizcar el jorge

La pobreza ya es historia
Gracias a Dios la he vencido
Tengo un angel que me cuida
Mi hermano guia mi camino
Te extrañamos todos Willy
Siempre atento no te olvido.

Las envidias son comunes
Pa el ambiente que navego
Nunca pierdo mi humildad
Mi mano se las entrego
Me gusta ayudar la gente
Nomas no me jueguen chueco.

Un dia anduve por los suelos
Y fuero muy feo vivir eso
Hoy voy tocando las nubes
Mucho trabajo y esfuerzo
Con el sudor de mi frente
Asi voy ganando el peso.

MUSICA

Cuento con pocos amigos
Uno es mi compadrito
Al que le apodan el gordo
Tambien mi carnal el pino
Nunca me dejan abajo
Brincan si oyen cualquier ruido.

Me paseaba en culiacan
Tambien por guadalajara
Subi rumbo pa mi tierra
Para el puerto de Ensenada
Luego cruce la frontera
A calles californianas.

Al destapar la botella
Me vienen muchos recuerdos
Los consejos que daban
Mi hermano que hoy esta en el cielo
Recuerdo aquella llamada
Que en Tijuana te abatieron.

Venga el dueto consentido
Asi lo dice el Jorgito
Toquenme chava quintero
Uno de mis favoritos
Recordando a aquel hombre
De lavada un suspirito.

FIN

El Rolex

A Rolex shines so bright,
Encrusted with diamonds, it's quite a sight.
Its hand beats like a heart
Keeping time, making a fresh start.
It says "Friday" at the top
Time to party, let's not stop.

Poverty is now a thing of the past,
Thanks to God, I've overcome at last.
I have an angel looking out for me,
My brother guiding my destiny.
We all miss you, Willy,
Your memory, forever with me.

Envy comes with the territory,
In this world where I navigate.
But I'll never lose my humility,
My hand is always there, with sincerity.
I love helping people in need,
Just don't play me false, that's my creed.

Once I walked the streets, feeling low,
Those were dark days, a heavy blow.
Now I soar high, touching the clouds,
Through hard work and effort, I've found.
With sweat on my brow, I've earned my way,
Making my fortune, day by day.

MUSIC

I have a few close friends,
One is my compadre, it never ends.
We call him "El Gordo," a loyal soul,
My brother "El Pino," always on the prowl.
They've got my back, through thick and thin,
Ready to jump at the slightest din.

I traveled to Culiacan,
And through Guadalajara, I ran.
Then up to my homeland, I did go,
To Ensenada, where the waves flow.
I crossed the border, into California's embrace,
Where the streets hold a different pace.

When I uncork the bottle,
Memories come flooding in, my throttle.
The advice they gave, their words so wise,
My brother, now in heaven's skies.
I recall that fateful call,
When they told me you had fallen in Tijuana's thrall.

Come on, Dueto Consentido,
As Jorgito would say, let's go,
Play "Chava Quintero" for me,
One of my favorites, you see.
Remembering that man, so brave,
A sigh escapes me, a mournful wave.

END