Текст и перевод песни Giovanny Ayala - De Michoacán Es El Amigo - En Vivo

De Michoacán Es El Amigo - En Vivo

Ya son las tres de la mañana chequen lo que les voy a contar
Recuerdo aquella buena noche enfiestados en ese garage
Le di la mano a aquel chavalo y con respeto se me presentó
Me dijo mucho gusto el Fifty pa' servirle andamos al millón

Y un trago de whiskyto del 18 se empinaba
Cotorreaba con la raza, mientras las horas pasaban
Fue desvelada

De Michoacán es el amigo en California ya tiene su hogar
Tiene personas que lo estiman un compadre allá por Culiacán
La escuela nunca fue lo suyo pero ya no se puede quejar
Si se le antoja or Miami o por Vallarta se va a despejar

Y los que no confiaban se preguntan cómo gana
Si esta vida es tan pesada como no le falta nada
No está pelada, pero sus ramas
Le dan billetes pa' gastar con su plebada

No es cholo pero trae respaldo de los rojos que brincan por él
Y carga una 45 por si acaso se llega a ofrecer
Las matas verdes le traen suerte de repente su vida cambió
Sabe muy bien que son las calles porque ya vivió de lo peor

Lo verde siempre es vida y por eso está arriba
Ver crecer a sus plantitas es su pasión en la vida
Y Dios lo cuida

Tiene tatuajes en su cuerpo un San Juditas siempre va con él
Y en los momentos más cabrones se encomienda para no caer
Van para arriba sus negocios y es la vida que eligió vivir
La calidad de la más buena los morenos no pueden mentir

A la orden pa'l relajo, sin descuidar el trabajo
En un razer navegando con su clika, por un lado, está pesado
Nunca es dejado, su clave El Fifty con orgullo Michoacáno

From Michoacán Comes the Friend - Live

It's already three in the morning, listen to what I'm going to tell you
I remember that one great night, partying in that garage
I shook hands with that young guy, and he introduced himself respectfully
He told me, "It's a pleasure, Fifty, at your service, we're doing great"

And he tossed back a shot of 18-year-old whiskey
He chatted with people, as the hours flew by
It was an all-nighter

From Michoacán comes the friend, who now has a home in California
He has people who esteem him, a friend in Culiacán
School was never his thing, but now he can't complain
If he feels like it, he goes to Miami or to Vallarta to unwind

And those who didn't trust him wonder how he earns a living
If this life is so tough, how come he has everything
It's not easy, but its branches
Give him money to spend with his crew

He's not a cholo, but he's got backup from the Reds who will jump in for him
And he carries a 45 just in case it's offered
The green plants bring him luck, suddenly his life changed
He knows very well what the streets are like because he's already lived the worst

Green is always life, and that's why he's at the top
Seeing his plants grow is his passion in life
And God watches over him

He has tattoos on his body, a Saint Jude is always with him
And in the toughest moments, he prays to him so he doesn't fall
His businesses are on the up and up, and it's the life he chose to live
The quality is the best, the moreno boys can't lie

He's ready to party, without neglecting work
Roaming in a Razor with his clique, it's heavy on one side
He's never abandoned, his code is Fifty, proudly from Michoacán