Tego Calderón - Mil Cosas - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction Tego Calderón - Mil Cosas




Mil Cosas
A Thousand Things
Hey¡ Subestimado;(yo se)
Hey! Underestimated; (I know)
Van 3 años y no se le cura el tajo, yo enci por ahi mastican tanto e mi que deberian dividir con migo el poblichi, tu lo coge a bacilon, pero es mas que claro, veridico como el padre amaro, el pirea se lo un poco sin perder saoco, ya to me conocen y me dan por loco esta va pa los bibol, pa los grafiteros, pa mi confinada, mi bandolero, mi incomprendido como maelo, que vende con causa a los pionero, es que nadie los entiende; los afueguembe, en su propio mundo nada los ofende me identifico por que soy igual, solo tiene que mirar sin opinar.
It's been 3 years and the wound hasn't healed, I hear around that they chew on me so much that they should split the gossip with me, you take it easy, but it's more than clear, truthful like Father Amaro, the hype gets to him a bit without losing his cool, everyone knows me and thinks I'm crazy, this goes out to the b-boys, the graffiti artists, my confined one, my bandit, my misunderstood one like Maelo, who sells with a cause to the pioneers, it's that nobody understands them; the passionate ones, in their own world nothing offends them, I identify because I'm the same, you just have to look without judging.
CORO
CHORUS
Sabe hacer mil cosas buenas con la vidad de los demas(BIS)
She knows how to do a thousand good things with the lives of others (REPEAT)
Pero con la suya propia todavia no ha echo na
But with her own life she hasn't done anything yet
(BIS)
(REPEAT)
La gente alardea de lo que carece, ellos mismos no tienen lo que te ofrecen, otros te odian pero te elogian y quizas un dia cobran, yo soy bueno pero de lejos, vivo al moderno con mente de viejo, baricua naci, creci, un poco sufri o tu piensa igual que yo no me confio; de cualquier malla sale sabandijas y en toda joyeria venden baratijas dice que es lagarto pero es lagartija, malianton... como el botija, nucnca liriqueo de lo que no echo, plante bandera, tambien tengo derecho, el heredero de este basurero, en clandestinaje esta se la dedico a los sociales a los fiscales, que se creen pero no saben ni la mitad de lo que esta pasando, que viaje, ya ni mi mama no sale, que habilitacion a donde?, el uniforme sin certificado no hay chance ome. Como didia tito pero tu eres loco yo me busco uno y medio por coso, es un ejemplo pa que comen ya pal tiempo que con mano dura esta perdiendoel tiempo, dan alternativas, esperan resultado, el palo nacio doblao y lo enderezamo, quienes son los buenos quienes son los malos depende del cric crac con que miramos.
People brag about what they lack, they themselves don't have what they offer you, others hate you but praise you and maybe one day they'll charge, I'm good but from afar, I live modern with an old mind, Boricua I was born, I grew up, I suffered a little or you think the same as me, I don't trust; from any mesh come out vermin and in every jewelry store they sell trinkets, he says he's a lizard but he's a gecko, a rascal... like Botija, I never rhyme about what I haven't done, I planted a flag, I also have the right, the heir to this garbage dump, in hiding this I dedicate to the social workers, to the prosecutors, who think they are but don't know even half of what's going on, what a trip, not even my mom goes out anymore, what authorization to where?, the uniform without a certificate there's no chance man. Like Tito said but you're crazy, I get a buck and a half per thing, it's an example for them to start eating already, for the time that with a heavy hand is wasting time, they give alternatives, they expect results, the stick was born bent and we straighten it, who are the good guys who are the bad guys depends on the cric crac with which we look.
CORO
CHORUS
Oyeee
Heyyyy
Llego tego calde el veterano dejandoselo en la mano, pa que respeten, paque sepa, yo te di un chance pa que comiera y me quiere dejar afuera, que pasa contigo, hey¡, te confundistes, te confundistes y me heristes, estamos saborioco el negro saoco, negro saoco.
Tego Calde the veteran arrived leaving it in your hand, so they respect, so they know, I gave you a chance to eat and you want to leave me out, what's wrong with you, hey! you got confused, you got confused and you hurt me, we're saborioco the black saoco, black saoco.





Writer(s): Rosario Tegui Calderon, Victor M Garay Rivera


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