Текст и перевод песни HUGO - Guerrero Fichapul

Guerrero Fichapul

Agarre mi bicicleta
Y le puse llantas nuevas
Baje por la avenida
Llegue hasta la minerva
Seguro estas en casa
Desayunas sin cerveza
Tu madre aún no sabe
Que ya tomas en las fiestas
Doble hacia la derecha
Llegar hacia Vallarta
Por López Cotilla se me poncho una llanta
No sabes que hoy me decidí a verte y a buscarte
Estas viendo novelas
Crees que no voy a llamarte
Y no, no quieres saber
Y no que voy a hacia ti mi amor
Deje mi bicicleta tirada en la banqueta
Tome el 626 aun tenia unas monedas
Por ti seria capaz de asesinar mi cochinito
Comprarte el mundo entero besar a tu perrito
Camine diez cuadras a la puerta de tu casa
Los cholos me miraban como si fuera otra raza
Pero en mi cartera siempre cargo con tus cartas
Fichas del Tren Ligero y tu foto de la primaria
Y no, no quieres saber
Y no que voy hacia ti mi amor
Y tal vez no me quieras ver
Fui a tu cuarto y quiero volver
Huelo tu sonrisa desde afuera de tu casa
Lanzo a tu ventana una tapita de fanta
El sol me da un brillo muy lindo con tus brackets
Sólo con mirarte yo se que no es tan tarde
Choque con tus rodillas por abrazarte fuerte
Veo tus espinillas que adornan tus cachetes
Por ti valió la pena perder mi bicicleta
Mañana de tu mano haremos una historia mejor...
Mucho mejor!
Y tal vez no me quieras ver,
Fui a tu cuarto y quiero volver,
Regrese a mi casa en tu nueva patinetaaaa...

Guerrero Fichapul

I grabbed my bike
And I put new tires on it
I went down the avenue
I arrived at the Minerva
You're probably at home
Having breakfast without beer
Your mother doesn't know yet
That you already drink at parties
Turn right
To get to Vallarta
On López Cotilla I got a flat tire
You don't know that today I decided to see you and look for you
You're watching soap operas
You think I'm not going to call you
And no, you don't want to know
And no, that I'm going to you, my love
I left my bike lying on the sidewalk
I took the 626, I still had some coins
For you I would be able to kill my piggy bank
Buy you the whole world, kiss your little dog
I walked ten blocks to the door of your house
The cholos looked at me as if I were another race
But in my wallet I always carry your letters
Light Rail tickets and your photo from elementary school
And no, you don't want to know
And no, that I'm going to you, my love
And maybe you don't want to see me
I went to your room and I want to go back
I can smell your smile from outside your house
I throw a Fanta cap at your window
The sun gives me a beautiful glow with your braces
Just by looking at you I know it's not too late
I bumped into your knees to hug you tight
I can see your pimples that adorn your cheeks
It was worth losing my bike for you
Tomorrow, hand in hand, we'll make a better story...
Much better!
And maybe you don't want to see me,
I went to your room and I want to go back,
I went back to my house on your new skateboard...