Текст и перевод песни Aekiss - Amaro

Amaro

Esta es la historia de Amaro
El chico del barrio que vendía la Droga en su carro
Compraba comida pa casa
Mientras que su mama gastaba la Money en cigarro

Su papa no estaba
Su hermana lloraba
Mientras que su abuela decía Amaro no salgas de casa que Afuera hace frío
Abuela no hay tiempo la vida se Pasa

Tuvo que joderse pasaban los meses
Conoce la droga y empieza moverse
Conoce su barrio y para el sicario
Conoce la yuta y contacto con varios

Solo 15 años yo nada impresiona
Está confundido se tira plaquetas de clona
No elige su vida ni a la persona
No quiere vivir pero lo reflexiona

Ya son 16
Sus amigos fumaban robaron y no sabe quien
Se salve de eso pero le dolía
El quería ser alguien quería ser quien

Salga pa lante sin cruzar a nadie
Conoce la música par de detalles
Empieza a rapiar con amigo en la calle
Un desahogo y su mente no falle

Son 17 y el humo en su mente
Escribe sus letra dentro de un cohete
Le gente lo sigue y decía
Eres bueno me gusta tu música porque que le metes
Fuck
Voy de nuevo

Y asi se la vive en su barrio
Haciendo música con su propias manos
No quiere la droga ahora quiere escenario
Buscando dinero no problemas con los locarios

Y no
No olvida el pasado porque le a costado
Trabajo llegar donde había llegado
De tantos problemas que había pasado
Cantando canciones siempre de invitado

Ya es mayor de edad
Amaro cumpliendo su sueño de poder cantar
Llego su momento y tira pa arriba
Le gente la apoya haciendo par de rimas

Llega una disquera y le ofrece dinero
El se lo niega porque no vendía
Su música porque es el barrio primero
Siempre fue así como él lo quería

Son 19
La fama llegó
Y El año era suyo porque se pegó
Ya ahora si
Hey dice

Llegan lo 20
Ya no falta nada
Se comprar una casa pa estar con su mamá
Toda esta redy ya nadie lloraba
Na había evento donde no cantara

Todo esfuerzo trabajo y sudor
To lo que hizo la pena valió
Amaro el duro del barrio salió
Estaba en el suelo a la sima llego

Ahora 21
Sobraba el dinero sobraban lo culos
Sobraba la fama y estaban los suyos
Pero se decía que había un murmullo
Ya oye

Porque en el fondo se escucha un sonido
Una persona golpeando su vidrio
El en el auto mientras despertaba
Buscaba la droga buscaba la plata

Pa entregársela afuerita a su pana
Era el que diler siempre lo llamaba yeh

Amaro

This is the story of Amaro
The boy from the block who used to sell drugs from his car
He'd buy food for his home
While his momma spent the money on cigarettes

His father wasn't around
His sister cried
While his grandma would say "Amaro don't leave the house it's cold outside"
"Grandma, there's no time, life just passes by"

He had to screw himself, months went by
He gets to know drugs and starts moving
He gets to know his hood and stops for the hitman
He gets to know the cops and contacts several

Only 15 years old, nothing impressed me
He is confused, takes clonazepam pills
He doesn't choose his life or the person
He doesn't want to live but he reflects on it

He's already 16
His friends smoked, they stole, and he doesn't know who
Was saved from that, but it hurt him
He wanted to be somebody, he wanted to be the one

Get ahead without crossing anyone
He gets to know music, a couple of details
Starts rapping with a friend on the street
A relief so his mind doesn't fail

He's 17 and the smoke in his mind
He writes his lyrics inside a rocket
People follow him and would say
"You are good, I like your music because of what you put into it"
Fuck
I'm going again

And that's how he lives in his hood
Making music with his own hands
He doesn't want drugs now, he wants a stage
Looking for money, not problems with the crazy ones

And no
He doesn't forget the past because it cost him
Work to get to where he had arrived
From so many problems he had gone through
Singing songs always as a guest

He's of legal age now
Amaro fulfilling his dream of being able to sing
His moment arrived and he goes up
People support him by making a couple of rhymes

A record label arrives and offers him money
He refuses it because he wasn't selling
His music because the hood comes first
It was always like that, the way he wanted it

He's 19
Fame arrived
And the year was his because he made it
Now yes
Hey, he says

He turns 20
Nothing is missing anymore
He buys a house to be with his mom
Everything is ready, nobody cried anymore
There was no event where he didn't sing

All effort, work, and sweat
Everything he did was worth it
Amaro, the tough one from the hood, made it out
He was on the ground, he reached the top

Now 21
Money was abundant, asses were abundant
Fame was abundant, and his people were there
But it was said that there was a murmur
Now listen

Because in the background a sound is heard
A person knocking on his window
Him in the car as he was waking up
Looking for the drugs, looking for the money

To deliver it outside to his buddy
He was the dealer, he always called him, yeah