Текст и перевод песни Juan D'Arienzo feat. Hector Maure - Compadrón

Compadrón

Compadrito a la violeta
Si te viera Juan Malevo
Qué calor te haría pasar
No tenés siquiera un cacho
De ese barro chapaleado
Por los mozos del lugar
El escudo de los guapos
No te cuenta entre sus gules
Por razones de valer
Tus ribetes de compadre
Te engrupieron, no lo dudes
¡Ya sabrás por qué!
Compadrón
Prontuariado de vivillo
Entre los amigotes que te siguen
Sos pa′ mí, aunque te duela
Compadre sin escuela, retazo de bacán
Compadrón
Cuando quedes viejo y solo (¡Colo!)
Y remanyes tu retrato (¡Gato!)
Notarás que nada has hecho
Tu berretín deshecho
Verás desmoronar
En la timba de la vida
Sos un punto sin arrastre
Sobre el naipe salidor
Y en la cancha de este mundo
Sos un débil pa'l biabazo
El chamuyo y el amor
Aunque busques en tu verba
Pintorescos contraflores
Pa′ munirte de cachet
Yo me digo a la sordina
¡Dios te ayude, compadrito
De papel maché!

Compadrón

Little violet of a compadrito
If Juan Malevo saw you
What a hard time you'd have
You don't have even a little bit
Of that trampled mud
By the neighborhood thugs
The coat of arms of the guapos
Doesn't include you among its gules
For reasons of being a coward
Your compadre stripes
Tricked you, don't doubt it
You'll see why!
Compadrón
Criminal record of a con artist
Among the mates who follow you
For me, even if it hurts
You're a compadre without a school, a scrap of a bacán
Compadrón
When you're old and alone (Dude!)
And you're counting your money (Cat!)
You'll notice you've done nothing
Your crazy idea undone
You'll see it all fall down
In the game of life
You're a card without a draw
Over on the dealing table
And on the field of this world
You're too weak for the rough stuff
The chatter and the love
Even though you look for colorful fillers
In your words
To give yourself some status
I tell myself quietly
God help you, little compadrito
Made of papier-mâché!