Текст и перевод песни El Kuelgue - Bossa & People

Bossa & People

Andáte con el alto y dejáme acá que debe tener popularidad
Espero que te sirvan sus consejos porque a mi casa no vas más
De mis amigos te olvidás y simplifícalo (Simplifícalo, simplifícalo)
A mi casa no vas más, de mis amigos te olvidás
Y olvidáte de Tito y de los caminos al río, ay

Y no es que me moleste
Que te fijes en lo que llevo puesto hoy
¿Realmente te interesa la nota que estoy tocando aquí?
¿Realmente te interesa qué disco estuve escuchando?

Andáte con el alto y dejáme acá que debe tener popularidad
Espero que te sirvan sus consejos, a mi casa no vas más
De mis amigos te olvidás
Y olvidáte de Tito y de los caminos al río, ay

Muchacho', acá nos ponemos las pilas
Nos ponemos las pilas a las siete y media de la mañana
Yo, para poner las luces
Yo no soy ortiva, ni nada por el estilo
Pero, acá nos cuesta un huevo a cada uno
Yo soy un cabrón, ¡fantástico!
Pero (Vos 'tás de, vos 'tás de)
¿Vos 'tás de las siete y media de la mañana acá?
Loco, lo único que pido es un poco de pogo allá, loco
Es lo único
Si a mi casa no va' más, ¡olvidáte!, ¿okey?
Olvidáte de todos esos asuntos
Y toda esa parafernalia que vivimo' junto'
Y todo el menguele que te doy desde mi corazón
Y olvidáte de Tito y de los caminos al río, ay

A procura da batida perfeita continua ainda
O bixo tá pegando

A chapa esquenta
O tempo passa mas a evolução é lenta
Mas não tenho pressa, velocidade é essa
Não há nada nesse mundo, compadre que me estressa
Borel, borel

É um caso diferente que envolve toda a minha gente, ah bem
Não ser ficha de ninguém, fica do lado do bem
Actitud, amor y respeto

Eu vou pro samba, é gente bamba
A diferença é clara: a gente fuma e eles fama
Proteja a raiz pra que tenha bons frutos
Já diz o velho ditado

Eu vou pro samba
Eu vou pro samba
A procura da batida perfeita

Bossa & People

Go with him who is tall and leave me here wherever your fame may lie
I hope his advice will serve you well, because you will not be coming back to my house anymore
You forget about my friends and make it simple (Make it simple, make it simple)
You will not be coming to my house anymore; you forget about my friends
And forget about Tito and the paths to the river, oh

It's not that it bothers me
That you notice what I am wearing today
Are you really interested in the note I am playing here?
Are you really interested in what record I have been listening to?

Go with him who is tall and leave me here wherever his fame may lie
I hope that his advice will serve you well; you will not be coming back to my house anymore
You forget about my friends
And forget about Tito and the paths to the river, oh

Young man, we get motivated here
We get motivated at 7:30 in the morning
Me, to turn on the lights
I am not snobby, or anything like that
But, it is difficult for each of us here
I am a bastard, fantastic!
But (You are, you are)
Are you here from 7:30 in the morning?
Dude, all I ask for is a little pogo over there, man
That's all
If you are not coming back to my house anymore, forget it!, okay?
Forget about all of that stuff
And all of that razzmatazz that we lived through together
And all of the charm that I give you from my heart
And forget about Tito and the paths to the river, oh

The quest for the perfect beat still goes on
The bug is getting bigger

The metal is heating up
Time passes but the evolution is slow
But I am not in a hurry, that's the speed
There is nothing in this world, my friend, that stresses me out
Borel, borel

It's a different case that involves all my people, oh well
Don't be anyone's pawn, stand on the side of good
Attitude, love and respect

I am going to the samba, it's cool people
The difference is clear: we smoke and they have fame
Protect the roots so that there will be good fruits
As the old saying goes

I am going to the samba
I am going to the samba
The quest for the perfect beat.