Текст и перевод песни Don Dinero - Intro El Ultimo Guerrero

Intro El Ultimo Guerrero

"El ultimo huayno"

Este barco se va,
Se va, ya vaha salir,
Los verdaderos piratas son los que viajamos asi,
Y no importa si hay mucho dinero,
Si supieras que no es por dinero, te vas a morir.

No me llores amor,
Que yo no me voa morir,
Los valientes no mueren, ellos siempre viven aqui,
Pero por si este barco no vuelve,
Nunca quites jamas de tu mente, solo te amo a ti.

El cura... donde esta el cura??

Deme su bendicion,
Ay dios vamo a salir,
A buscar los tesoros malditos del mundo, yo los tengo aqui
Por que el oro esta en sus corazones,
Y venimo' a cantarle canciones y hacerlos feliz

Y dice...

Y nos llaman los hijos de puta
Sera que perdimos la ruta,
El rock no es la pose,
Es la fuerza con que hay que vivir

Y tomamos como delincuentes,
Pero somos pues muy buena gente,
El whisky o el trago de a luca,
Nos hace feliz.

No me llores amor,
Que yo no me voa morir,
Los valientes no mueren, ellos siempre viven aqui,
Pero por si este barco no vuelve,
Nunca quites jamas de tu mente, solo te amo a ti.

Deme su bendicion,
Ay dios vamo a salir,
A buscar los tesoros malditos del mundo, yo los tengo aqui
Por que el oro esta en sus corazones,
Y venimo' a cantarle canciones y hacerlos feliz

Y dice...

Y nos llaman los hijos de puta
Sera que perdimos la ruta,
El rock no es la pose,
Es la fuerza con que hay que vivir

Y tomamos como delincuentes,
Pero somos pues muy buena gente,
El whisky o el trago de a luca,
Nos hace feliz.

Y lloramos cantando canciones,
Y soñamos con ser los mejores,
Hay gente, de envidia y billete,
Y nos quieren hundir.

Y no pienses que son tonterias,
Realmente somos porqueria
Mirame, dios, quien lo diria?
Nos amas asi.

Intro The Last Warrior

"The ultimate huayno"

This ship is leaving,
It's going to set sail,
The true pirates are those who travel like this,
And it doesn't matter if there's a lot of money,
If you knew it's not about money, you'd die.

Don't cry for me, my love,
For I will not die,
The brave don't die, they always live here,
But in case this ship never returns,
Never take me from your mind, I love only you.

The priest... where is the priest??

Give me your blessing,
Oh God, we'll set sail,
To seek the cursed treasures of the world, I have them here
Because gold is in their hearts,
And we have come to sing them songs and make them happy

And it says...

And they call us sons of bitches
Maybe we've lost our way,
Rock is not about the pose,
It's about the force with which one must live

And we drink like criminals,
But we are very good people,
Whiskey or a shot of rum,
Makes us happy.

Don't cry for me, my love,
For I will not die,
The brave don't die, they always live here,
But in case this ship never returns,
Never take me from your mind, I love only you.

Give me your blessing,
Oh God, we'll set sail,
To seek the cursed treasures of the world, I have them here
Because gold is in their hearts,
And we have come to sing them songs and make them happy

And it says...

And they call us sons of bitches
Maybe we've lost our way,
Rock is not about the pose,
It's about the force with which one must live

And we drink like criminals,
But we are very good people,
Whiskey or a shot of rum,
Makes us happy.

And we cry while singing songs,
And we dream of being the best,
There are people, of envy and money,
And they want to sink us.

And don't think it's nonsense,
We're really just trash
Look at me, God, who would have thought?
You love us anyway.