Paroles et traduction Manny Montes - La Vida Que Nace De Muerte (Coros)

La Vida Que Nace De Muerte (Coros)

Cuenta la historia de un niño criado en un hogar
De bajos recursos donde tampoco estaba Papa
Para su madre no era fácil criar sus ocho hijos
Por tal razón su esperanza se aferraba a su crucifijo y Santito!!!!
Poco a poco crecía, diariamente el negocio de la droga el veía
Criado en un caserío donde el trasiego abundaba
Salía a correr bicicleta y en segundos se encontraba
Pero, que culpa tenia aquel niño inocente
De salir y encontrarse con ese tipo de gente
Veía a uno de sus hermanos,
En su hogar rompió una regla de no ir a
Una iglesia grande sino ir a una pequeña
Es que Santito siente un toque en su
Corazón por primera vez y luego acepta al Señor
Pero no pasan tres años y del camino de Dios se aparta
El enemigo con su astucia sutilmente a el lo engaña
Como todo joven tenia metas en su corazón
Su pana le dice quieres progreso vete a
Nueva York no le fue fácil y por cosas del destino
El enemigo le presenta a Santito otro camino,

El camino fácil que han escogido mucha gente
El que parecía derecho y al final fue uno de muerte
Y es que Santito, al cuello se hecho la soga
Al meterse por necesidad al mundo de las drogas

Santito es la vida que nace de muerte
Todo lo es posible cuando Dios esta presente
La ultima palabra la da el omnipotente

Sin el saber, iba rumbo al fracaso
Del diablo era un monigote era un payaso
No hacia caso a lo que buenas cosas le decían
No quería coger consejos se creía que todo sabia
Se creía invencible que todo era color de rosa
Sin saber el mismo estaba cavando su propia fosa
Envuelto en el trasiego hasta viviendo alga rete
Su Dios se ha convertido en Magnun 357 y quien diría!!!
Que aquel chamaquito tranquilo
Se encontraba en la ciudad traficando con los kilos
Codicia es lo que abundaba en su corazón
Porque tenia un par de armas se creía un James Bond
Ser el mas temido, ese era su enfoque
Que todo mundo lo respetara en todo el bloque
Pero tenia un vacío que esas cosas no llenaban
Ahora no solo vendía droga sino que la usaba

Santito es la vida que nace de muerte
Todo lo es posible cuando Dios esta presente
La ultima palabra la da el omnipotente

En un sueño Santito recibe un aviso
Se vio baleado tirado en el piso
El otro día vinieron donde el un par de socios
Lo invitaron a ganar dinero en un buen negocio
No habían pasado diez minutos que habían llegado al lugar
Santito bien ignorante a lo que iba a pasar
Se formo una balacera y Santito dio un brinco
Le dieron un plomazo con una cuarenta y cinco
La cuestión del caso fue un plomo explosivo
Lo desbarato por dentro lo llevaron pa' intensivo
Le dijeron a su esposa no lo aseguramos
Busquen a su madre que mañana lo enterramos
Pero en Puerto Rico un pueblo de Dios por el clamo
Y al que lo iban a enterrar ya sus dos ojos abrió
Entonces vinieron los médicos a certificar
El podrá vivir pero jamás va a caminar
Y entonces cuando lo desahució la ciencia
Apareció el medico por excelencia
El que dijeron que iba a estar por siempre
Paralítico
Yo lo he visto predicando en las calles de Puerto Rico

Ahora yo digo como Santito diría
Dios es una realidad y no es filosofía

Santito es la vida que nace de muerte
Todo lo es posible cuando Dios esta presente
La ultima palabra la da el omnipotente

Como Santito diría.dedicado para mi primo tony (((SBA)))

The Life That Is Born From Death (Chorus)

The story tells of a child raised in a home
Of low resources where Papa wasn't there either
It wasn't easy for his mother to raise her eight children
For this reason, her hope clung to her crucifix and Santito!!!!
Little by little he grew, he saw the drug business every day
Raised in a housing project where trafficking abounded
He went out to ride his bike and in seconds he found himself
But, what fault was that innocent child
To go out and meet that kind of people
He saw one of his brothers,
In his home he broke a rule of not going to
A big church but going to a small one
It's that Santito feels a touch in his
Heart for the first time and then accepts the Lord
But not three years pass and he departs from the path of God
The enemy with his cunning subtly deceives him
Like every young man he had goals in his heart
His buddy tells him you want progress, go to
New York wasn't easy for him and for things of destiny
The enemy presents Santito another path,

The easy path that many people have chosen
The one that seemed straight and in the end was one of death
And it is that Santito, he put the rope around his neck
By getting into the world of drugs out of necessity

Santito is the life that is born from death
Everything is possible when God is present
The last word is given by the almighty

Without knowing it, he was heading for failure
He was a devil's puppet, he was a clown
He didn't pay attention to the good things they told him
He didn't want to take advice, he thought he knew everything
He thought he was invincible, that everything was rosy
Without knowing it, he was digging his own grave
Involved in trafficking even living algae rete
His God has become Magnum 357 and who would say!!!
That quiet little boy
He was in the city trafficking kilos
Greed abounded in his heart
Because he had a couple of guns he thought he was James Bond
Being the most feared, that was his focus
That everyone respect him throughout the block
But he had a void that those things didn't fill
Now he not only sold drugs, he used them

Santito is the life that is born from death
Everything is possible when God is present
The last word is given by the almighty

In a dream Santito receives a warning
He saw himself shot lying on the floor
The other day a couple of partners came to him
They invited him to make money in a good business
Ten minutes had not passed since they had arrived at the place.
Santito very ignorant of what was going to happen
A shooting broke out and Santito jumped
They shot him with a forty-five
The point of the case was an explosive lead
They smashed him inside, they took him to intensive care
They told his wife, we don't assure him
Find his mother, tomorrow we bury him
But in Puerto Rico a people of God clamored for him
And the one they were going to bury already opened both his eyes
Then the doctors came to certify
He will be able to live but he will never walk
And then when science despaired of him
The doctor par excellence appeared
The one they said was going to be there forever
Paralytic
I've seen him preaching in the streets of Puerto Rico

Now I say how Santito would say
God is a reality and not a philosophy

Santito is the life that is born from death
Everything is possible when God is present
The last word is given by the almighty

As Santito would say..dedicated to my cousin tony (((SBA)))