Текст и перевод песни Control Machete - El son divo

El son divo

Mucho, barato, un guato pa′rato,
Siempre que contengas la risa ante
El vato, más nunca detengas la rabia
De un pato, anda por las calles
Tirándole al chato. Casi siempre
Chingo, soy de Flor de LinGo,
Guadalupe lindo, homies Flor de
LinGo, yesca-yesca pingo, nunca me
Resigno, somos lo que queda, sabes,
Lo distingo. Chucho, Renato, truena
El aparato, no lo aprendimos, lo
Traemos inhato, mucho Méxicano,
Tremendo artefacto, nunca te da
Cambio pues viene exacto.
Inhala, todo empieza de nada, como
Si tuvieras un kilo, ensalada,
Prendes, enciendes, pasa la
Corriente, pa' ver que ocurre aca
En mi mente. Singo el desmadre me
Vale recignarte, doy lo que recibo
Y no voy a esperarme, a que suba
La mecha a mi cabeza, no sé lo que
Esperas, no es lo que aparenta. Tu
No-más pásamela, y el reventón se
Arma bien cabrón, siente el ritmo,
Pasame el cerillo, yo se que se
Puede clavarle el colmillo.
Ansioso espero que llegue el momento,
Tu no te detengas, vamos une el
Movimiento, más nunca revices a un
Lado en asiento, queda una huella
Marcada en el pavimento. No me daba
Cuenta de lo que respiro, son miradas
Cortas sobre el desafío, son-son
Divo, sube ego mío, luces, acciones
De un cuarto vacío. Mucha loquera,
Mis homies lo que queda, fuertes
Visiones y ritos esperan, vienen
Fumando desde la azotea, siguen
Rodando por las escaleras.
Son-son divo, sube ego mío.

The Divine Sound

Much, cheap, a bite for broke,
As long as you hold back the laughter before
The dude, but never stop the rage
Of a duck, walking the streets
Throwing at the flat face. Almost always
Damn, I'm from Flor de LinGo,
Guadalupe my love, homies Flor de
LinGo, combustible-combustible pingo, I never
Resign, we are what's left, you know,
I distinguish it. Chucho, Renato, thunder
The device, we didn't learn it, we
Bring it innate, a lot of Mexican,
Tremendous artifact, never gives you
Change because it comes exact.
Inhale, it all starts from nothing, like
If you had a kilo, a salad,
You light it, you turn it on, pass the
Current, to see what happens here
In my mind. I sing the madness, it's
Worth resigning yourself, I give what I receive
And I'm not going to wait for
The fuse to go to my head, I don't know what
You're waiting for, it's not what it seems. Your
Just pass it to me, and the party gets
Going really good, feel the rhythm,
Pass me the match, I know that I
Can sink my teeth into it.
I eagerly await the moment,
You don't stop, let's join the
Movement, but never check on the
Side of the seat, a mark is left
Etched on the pavement. I didn't realize
What I'm breathing, it's short glances on the
Challenge, son-son
Divine, my ego rises, lights, actions
Of an empty room. A lot of craziness,
My homies, what's left, strong
Visions and rites await, they come
Smoking from the rooftop, they keep
Rolling down the stairs.
Son-son divine, my ego rises.