Mi Tierra - Crooked Stilo перевод на английский

Mi Tierra

Soy guanaco, soy salvadoreño
Soy del pulgarcito papa crooked stilo pal pulgarcito

Yo no se si te acordas de mi yo si me acuerdo
Llevamos tiempo sin vernos
Vos me viste nacer sin ningun reclamo
Vos me viste crecer hasta mis 7 años
Hay nos despedimos y los dos lloramos
Los vichos con mi nana pal norte nos marchamos
Estamos lejos en tierras ajenas
No te olvides llevo tu sangre por mis venas
Pero aunque estemos lejos no te olvido
Yo le cuento de vos tres hijos
Oigo tu musica miro tus fotos
Me recuerdan la guerra y el terremoto
Y te hago grande cuando hablo con los gringos
Aunque seas el mas chico de los cinco
Azul y blanco los colores que te gustan
Yo me los pongo y los defiendo si te insultan

Muchos ojos te vieron sufrir y aunque
No quisimos tuvimos que partir
Pero no era nada contra vos fue la situacion
La que forzo a dejar nuestra nacion
Tiempos duros pero no caiste
Fuiste fuerte y sobresalistes
So mi orgullo es lo que mas me motiva pa luchar y poner mi pueblo arriba
Vos viste a mago, a la chelon, y a rodriguez
Hermanos flores Crooked Stilo es el que sigue
Soy tu hijo y tengo mas hermanos
Regados por el mundo pero estamos conectados
Y soy humilde,
Y soy honesto,
Con eso que me distes mereces todo el respeto
Cuando regrese te imagino contento
Sonriendo y con los brazoz abiertos

Cuando vine aqui el equipo hay vamos pal estadio
Con las banderas, las camisas y los radios
A que sabemos que talves va a ser porriada
Vamos pa apoyar y pa estar con la majada
Y al desfile mandaste angelitos
Hay estubimos apoyandolos con gritos
Cualquier cosa pa sentirnos unidos
Y demostrar que nuestro pueblo aqui esta unido
Pero aunque estemos lejos no te olvido
Yo le cuento de vos a mis tres hijos
Pero aunque estemos lejos no te olvido
Yo le cuento de vos a mis amigos

My Land

I am Guanaco, I am Salvadoran
I am from the tiny country of Crooked Stilo for the tiny country

I don't know if you remember me, but I remember you
It's been a long time since we saw each other
You saw me born without any fuss
You saw me grow until I was 7 years old
We said goodbye and we both cried
The bugs with my nana marched us to the north
We are far away in foreign lands
I carry your blood in my veins, don't forget
But even though we are far away, I do not forget you
I tell my three children about you
I listen to your music and look at your photos
They remind me of the war and the earthquake
And I make you big when I talk to the gringos
Even though you are the smallest of the five
Blue and white, the colors you like
I wear them and defend them if they insult you

Many eyes saw you suffer and even though
We didn't want to, we had to leave
But it was nothing against you, it was the situation
That forced us to leave our nation
Times were hard but you didn't fall
You were strong and excelled
My pride is what motivates me most to fight and put my people on top
You saw Magician, Chelon, and Rodriguez
Brothers Flores, Crooked Stilo is the next one
I am your son and I have more brothers
Scattered around the world but we are connected
And I am humble
And I am honest
With what you have given me, you deserve all the respect
When I return, I imagine you will be happy
Smiling and with open arms

When I came here, the team, let's go to the stadium
With the flags, the shirts, and the radios
Because we know there will probably be a brawl
We are going to support and be with the herd
And at the parade you sent little angels
We were there supporting them with shouts
Anything to feel united
And show our people are united here
But even though we are far away, I do not forget you
I tell my three children about you
But even though we are far away, I do not forget you
I tell my friends about you