Paroles et traduction Poeta Callejero - Poeta Ta Loco

Poeta Ta Loco

Loco
Loco
Loco
Loco

El poeta esta loco, el poeta esta loco
El poeta esta loco, el poeta esta loco
Esta tan loco, que hasta a mi me tiene loco
Esta tan loco, que hasta a mi me tiene loco

El poeta esta loco
Esta fundido, fue a un programa de tv
Miro para arriba y se armo un lio
Estoy bendecido y agradecido de jehova
Yo soy quien soy por lo que soy
Pero no me apego a nada

Tengo mi historia escrita
Pero no la voy a contar
Es para hacer una película
Ve a verla, te va a gustar
Loco, loco

Que más te puedo decir
Que me siento orgullo de haber nacido en mi país
Que me siento más orgullo de mark b, que de mi
Por que puso a practicar todo los consejos que le di
La práctica hace a el maestro, míralo ahí
Yo me caí, me levante, de mis errores aprendí

No nací sabiendo, aprendí que en la vida
A vivir la vida, se aprende viviendo
Con lo que hoy yo estoy sufriendo
Otros se están divirtiendo, así voy viendo
Que la vida no es un nintendo

Y si no fuera, por todos los tropiezos que he tenido
No fuera como soy, ni siquiera habría nacido
Yo nací por error o por cosas del destino?
Por error yo estoy cantando y expresándome contigo

Gracias a todo aquel que se ha tirado una foto conmigo
Por motivarme a ser mejor, gracias a mis amigos
Aunque se que mañana pueden ser mis enemigos
No me avergüenza decir lo que de ellos he aprendido

Esta muy confundido el que resuelve odio con odio
Esas son las cosas que el gran dios lo llena de oprobio
Que le vaya bien a mi ex novia con su novio
Y que tiene que ver eso con el disco? Nada! Que viene el coro

El poeta esta loco, el poeta esta loco
El poeta esta loco, el poeta esta loco
Esta tan loco, que hasta a mi me tiene loco
Esta tan loco que hasta a mi me tiene loco

Puedo acostarme a descansar en cualquier lugar
Me encanta la luna llena, aunque no la puedo llenar
Me da igual, comer pica pollo o caviar
Si total al final, las dos me van a hartar

Me gusta ser trasparente y profundo como el mar
Humilde como la tierra, que todos pueden pisar
Yo soy el sol que con su luz, puede alumbrar
Incluso a aquellos que con el dedo lo quieren tapar

Un elemento elemental como el fuego
Los que están locos aquí en la tierra, son los que miran el cielo
Cada uno somos responsables de lo que creemos
Pero todos somos polvos y del polvo volveremos

Pase buenas
Pasen buenas
Loco, loco, loco, loco
El poeta esta loco
El poeta esta loco
Loco

El poeta esta loco, el poeta esta loco
El poeta esta loco, el poeta esta loco
Esta tan loco, que hasta a mi me tiene loco
Esta tan loco que hasta a mi me tiene loco

Poeta Is Crazy

Crazy
Crazy
Crazy
Crazy

The poet is crazy, the poet is crazy
The poet is crazy, the poet is crazy
He's so crazy, he's even got me going crazy
He's so crazy, he's even got me going crazy

The poet is crazy
He's blown a fuse, he went to a TV show
I looked up and a whole mess started
I'm blessed and grateful to Jehovah
I am who I am because of what I am
But I don't cling to anything

I have my story written
But I'm not going to tell it
It's for a movie
Go see it, you'll like it
Crazy, crazy

What else can I tell you, baby
That I feel proud to have been born in my country
That I'm prouder of Mark B than I am of myself
Because he put into practice all the advice I gave him
Practice makes perfect, look at him there
I fell down, I got up, I learned from my mistakes

I wasn't born knowing, I learned that in life
To live life, you learn by living
With what I'm suffering today
Others are having fun, that's how I see it
That life is not a Nintendo

And if it weren't for all the stumbles I've had
I wouldn't be who I am, I wouldn't even have been born
Was I born by mistake or by fate?
By mistake I'm singing and expressing myself with you

Thanks to everyone who has taken a picture with me
For motivating me to be better, thanks to my friends
Although I know they could be my enemies tomorrow
I am not ashamed to say what I have learned from them

He who solves hate with hate is very confused
Those are the things that the great God fills him with opprobrium
I hope my ex-girlfriend does well with her boyfriend
And what does that have to do with the album? Nothing! Here comes the chorus

The poet is crazy, the poet is crazy
The poet is crazy, the poet is crazy
He's so crazy, he's even got me going crazy
He's so crazy he's even got me going crazy

I can lie down to rest anywhere
I love the full moon, even though I can't fill it
I don't care if I eat fried chicken or caviar
Because in the end, both are going to bore me

I like to be transparent and deep like the sea
Humble as the earth, which everyone can step on
I am the sun that with its light can illuminate
Even those who want to cover it with their finger

An elemental element like fire
Those who are crazy here on earth are those who look at the sky
Each of us is responsible for what we believe
But we are all dust and to dust we shall return

Have a good one
Have a good one
Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
The poet is crazy
The poet is crazy
Crazy

The poet is crazy, the poet is crazy
The poet is crazy, the poet is crazy
He's so crazy, he's even got me going crazy
He's so crazy he's even got me going crazy