Paroles et traduction lecheromon oficial - El Pequeño Lecherito

El Pequeño Lecherito

Lecheromon cuicuon cui cui cuon
Lo que es mi vida dice asi

Diecisiete de marzo
De mil nueve ochenta y uno
Nace un personaje alguien
Que es como ninguno
Su padre era lechero
Su madre costurera
Un bidon de cinco litros
Era ya su mamadera

Chiquito pequeñito
Parecia un yoguito
Salia a repartir los
Yogures con su papito
Recorriendo poblaciones
Con su carro y su silvato
Vendiendo estos lacteos
Todos buenos y baratos

El lechero pequeño
Comenzo a crecer
El mundo de la calle
Comenzo a conocer
Pero algo fascinante
Cambio la vida al lechero
En sus venas recorre
La sangre de un gran rapero

Ni ultimo y primero
Uno mas en el sendero
Freestalas en su mente
Las tenia dias enteros
Jugando con sus rimas
Cuando fumaba su cuete
Gozaba escribiendo
Como estando en un carrete

Veia a su gente
Subirse a la tarima
Decir lo que pensaban
Ocupando muchas rimas
Lechero escuchando
Acompañado de su tinto
Sentia que esta musica
Era parte de su instinto

Aqui esta el lecherito
Que comienza a crecer
Tomando su vinito
Para adquirir poder
Haciendo buena musica
Pa gente vacilona
Y pa callar a otra gente
Que es muy ocicona

Aqui esta el lecherito
Que comienza a crecer
Tomando su vinito
Para adquirir poder
Haciendo buena musica
Pa gente vacilona
Y pa callar a otra gente
Que es muy ocicona

Ahora su mamadera
Equivale cinco litros
La llena de vino blanco
La llena de vino tinto
Sabia que si el no
Tomaba se moria
Pero si se curaba
A la vida volveria

Su sueño subirse al
Escenario y ser el dueño
De muchas multitudes
Pero hay que ponerle empeño
Arta dedicacion
Para hacer una cancion
Hablar de la poblacion
Combinando el vacilon

Comenzo la evolucion
Del lecherito
Se sube a la tarima
Acompañado de su vinito
Bidon de cinco litros
Para reducir las grasas
Que pasa lechero
Hizo saltar toda la masa

Ya tiene mansa pansa
Porque toma mucho alcohol
De vino a cerveza y de
Cerveza pasa a ron
Puede ser muy borracho
Pero el hiphop es su pasion
Su estilo es muy gracioso
Pero con dedicacion

A los raperos nobles
Que viven en la pobreza
A la gente que le falta
La comida en la mesa
A ellos yo les canto
Y con mucho sentimiento
Decirle que de a poco
Un lechero esta creciendo

Aqui esta el lecherito
Que comienza a crecer
Tomando su vinito
Para adquirir poder
Haciendo buena musica
Pa gente vacilona
Y pa callar a otra gente
Que es muy ocicona

Aqui esta el lecherito
Que comienza a crecer
Tomando su vinito
Para adquirir poder
Haciendo buena musica
Pa gente vacilona
Y pa callar a otra gente
Que es muy ocicona

Ya ya en la casa care tuto
Lecheromon
Care tuto producciones si señor
Ha quilicura uno con dos

The Little Milkman

Lecheromon cuicuon cui cui cuon
What my life is like, it says like this

March seventeenth
Of nineteen eighty-one
A character is born, someone
Who is like no other
His father was a milkman
His mother was a seamstress
A five-liter can
Was already his baby bottle

Little, tiny
He looked like a yogurt
He went out to deliver the
Yogurts with his dad
Traveling through towns
With his car and his whistle
Selling these dairy products
All good and cheap

The little milkman
Started to grow up
The world of the street
He began to know
But something fascinating
Changed the milkman's life
In his veins runs
The blood of a great rapper

Neither the last nor the first
One more on the path
Freestyles in his mind
He had them all day long
Playing with his rhymes
When he smoked his blunt
He enjoyed writing
Like being on a reel

He saw his people
Get on stage
Say what they thought
Using a lot of rhymes
Milkman listening
Accompanied by his red wine
He felt that this music
Was part of his instinct

Here's the little milkman
Who's starting to grow
Taking his wine
To gain power
Making good music
For people who are having fun
And to shut up other people
Who are very stuck-up

Here's the little milkman
Who's starting to grow
Taking his wine
To gain power
Making good music
For people who are having fun
And to shut up other people
Who are very stuck-up

Now his baby bottle
Is equivalent to five liters
He fills it with white wine
He fills it with red wine
He knew that if he didn't
Drink he would die
But if he got cured
He would come back to life

His dream was to get on the
Stage and be the owner
Of many crowds
But you have to put in the effort
A lot of dedication
To make a song
To talk about the population
Combining the fun

The evolution began
Of the little milkman
He gets on stage
Accompanied by his wine
Five-liter can
To reduce fat
What's up, milkman?
He made the whole crowd jump

He already has a big belly
Because he drinks a lot of alcohol
From wine to beer, and from
Beer he goes on to rum
He might be very drunk
But hip-hop is his passion
His style is very funny
But with dedication

To the noble rappers
Who live in poverty
To the people who are missing
Food on the table
I sing to them
And with a lot of feeling
To tell them that little by little
A milkman is growing up

Here's the little milkman
Who's starting to grow
Taking his wine
To gain power
Making good music
For people who are having fun
And to shut up other people
Who are very stuck-up

Here's the little milkman
Who's starting to grow
Taking his wine
To gain power
Making good music
For people who are having fun
And to shut up other people
Who are very stuck-up

Already, already at home, care tuto
Lecheromon
Care tuto productions, yes sir
Here in Quilicura, one with two