Текст и перевод песни Charlie Palmieri - Hoy Como Ayer

Hoy Como Ayer

Somos, fuertes y crecimos entre palos, recuerdo lo que tube con los dos ojos cerrados,
mas grande que el odio, la politica y la biblia es el amor de mi familia y el amor de mis hermanos.
Hemos, sido culpables de mas de una lagrima entre la lima y los cromos pasabamos el recreo,
pues se que mi dominio frente el micro es evidente y que mi rap se siente fuerte como el de Charlie y su crew.
Recuerdo haber caido e haber malgastado el tiempo, a causa de la droga la gente pierde su encanto,
vivimos en un mundo enfermo en cual muere por dentro, aqui cualquiera se cree dios pero ni dios es para tanto.Y punto.
doy gracias al silencio, de kany subi a casa sin la geta del pan con el chandal sucio,
superando trampas aprendiendo dia a dia, las chaquetas en el suelo eran los palos de la porteria.
aun tengo en la memoria decepciones y putadad, el coche del desoci con las lunas reventadas,
me echaron de mil bares volvi a casa casi a ciegas, e pasado mi infancia entera dando pasos y patadas.
Entree pitis a escondidas y canciondes de Bob marley,
Escucha a charlie se que no podran tumbarle,
Vivo recordandome a mi mismo quien soy, soy un puto terremoto como Cany valdestroy
Pasabamos tardes cambiando cromos de la epoca,
historias de rogar yo-yos y piques de canicas.
de ayer a hoy nuestras azañas sin modales, ban de boca en boca, de boca en boca
Pasabamos tardes cambiando cromos de la epoca,
Historias de rogar yo-yos y piques de canicas.
de ayer a hoy todo a pasado tan deprisa, de donde no hay se saca tronco y es lo que nos toca.
Bastante hay fuera encontraras de todo pero gratis nada,
aqui se juega a el pio pio, corre corre y salvese quien pueda y queda,
con colegas de hace, ya casi miles conoces, el tiempo y la droga envejece
Desde siempre nunca faltaron las ganas,
brechas y cicatrices son testigos de una infancia sana, nos tiran de calle y esas mierdas
que vas a contarme si creci haciendo cabañas y tirando piedras
que vuelvan los dias de jugar y sonreir, decian lo que querian no lo que querian oir.
atento con casi todo y casi nada confiado y jugueton desconocia de la envidia y la traicion.
guardo historias en el cofre de mi memoria cansada,
viejas fotos hoy dan fé de lo que fue y lo que queda
Pagaria por volver a los 90000 monedas
pero el tiempo ni se vende ni se compra aunque nos jodan
añoro jugar sano y ni se gana ni se pierde
donde gustan las peleas porque las peleas no duelen,
bajaba con lo puesto, y ala iva a echar la tarde con colegas en el parque, ahora en el parque fumo polen.
Amor por lo que nos mueve, pechorias, y aprendiendo, quiero vivir joven siempre y con el jazz sonar de fondo,
mi amigo Chaman artesano de canciones para el alma estaba escrito y por ellos brindo
.Pasabamos tardes cambiando cromos de la epoca,
historias de rogar yo-yos y piques de canicas.
de ayer a hoy nuestras azañas sin modales, ban de boca en boca, de boca en boca
Pasabamos tardes cambiando cromos de la epoca,
Historias de rogar yo-yos y piques de canicas.
de ayer a hoy todo a pasado tan deprisa, de donde no hay se saca tronco y es lo que nos toca...

Today Like Yesterday

We are strong and grew up among sticks, I remember what I had with both eyes closed,
greater than hate, politics and the bible is the love of my family and the love of my brothers.
We have been guilty of more than one tear between the lime and the stickers we spent recess,
because I know that my dominance in front of the mic is evident and that my rap feels strong like Charlie and his crew.
I remember falling and wasting time, because of drugs people lose their charm,
we live in a sick world in which one dies inside, here anyone thinks they are god but not even god is that much. Period.
I thank the silence, from Kany's house I went up without the face of bread with dirty sweatpants,
overcoming traps learning day by day, the jackets on the floor were the sticks of the goal.
I still have in my memory disappointments and bullshit, the car of the dissociated with the windows blown out,
they kicked me out of a thousand bars I came home almost blind, I spent my entire childhood taking steps and kicking.
I entered pitis in hiding and songs by Bob Marley,
Listen to Charlie I know they won't be able to knock him down,
I live reminding myself who I am, I'm a fucking earthquake like Cany Valdestroy
We spent afternoons exchanging stickers of the time,
stories of begging yo-yos and marbles bites.
from yesterday to today our exploits without manners, go from mouth to mouth, from mouth to mouth
We spent afternoons exchanging stickers of the time,
Stories of begging yo-yos and marbles bites.
from yesterday to today everything has happened so fast, from where there is nothing, a trunk is taken out and that's what we have.
There is enough outside you will find everything but nothing for free,
here you play the pio pio, run run and save yourself who can and stays,
with colleagues from before, you already know almost thousands, time and drugs age
There has always been a desire,
gaps and scars are witnesses of a healthy childhood, they throw us off the street and that shit
what are you going to tell me if I grew up making huts and throwing stones
may the days of playing and smiling return, they said what they wanted not what they wanted to hear.
attentive to almost everything and almost nothing trusting and playful I was unaware of envy and betrayal.
I keep stories in the chest of my tired memory,
old photos today give faith to what was and what remains
I would pay to go back to the 90000 coins
but time is neither sold nor bought even if they screw us
I long to play healthy and neither win nor lose
where fights like because fights don't hurt,
I went down with what I was wearing, and I was going to spend the afternoon with colleagues in the park, now in the park I smoke pollen.
Love for what moves us, chests, and learning, I want to live young forever and with the jazz playing in the background,
my friend Chaman craftsman of songs for the soul was written and for them I toast
.We spent afternoons exchanging stickers of the time,
stories of begging yo-yos and marbles bites.
from yesterday to today our exploits without manners, go from mouth to mouth, from mouth to mouth
We spent afternoons exchanging stickers of the time,
Stories of begging yo-yos and marbles bites.
from yesterday to today everything has happened so fast, from where there is nothing, a trunk is taken out and that's what we have...