Текст и перевод песни Los Aldeanos - Candela

Candela

yo soñaba con matar asesinos
aparecerme como siempre en su camino
y ahora fue que cuenta me di el
daño que me hizo a mi la peliculita de lo chino
tecnica de mono tirate el quimono o noo
ahy vienen los malo y ahy estaba yo
diciendo que no con mi escudo platico y mi
espadita de palo
mi vecino con lo quendo el entrenamiento
no miento tremendo fuera e vista
yo sabai que pa vencerlo tenia
que hacer lago del abuelito del flautista
pero bueno no era bueno asi que bueno tuve
que meterme a malo por que claro me
vi solo ademas en realidad en el barrio
ya la gente se fajaban con navajas
cuchichitas timbres y kambolo
y a decir verdad la realidad hoy es otra en
mi ciudad no hay gato con botas si no cuatro
con tropas sueño con que se escapan un poco de
superheroes de cine solo el gato
samuray a quien llamamos a combatir el crimen y yo queria volar enfrentar y dar buenos brincos
pero me emocionaba con lo que se me jorobaba
un pie haciendome el voltus 5 no ahy
quien me meta pase el que pase pa aca es out
adios espada laser ahora es machete oxidao
y asi la vida me ha obligado con los golpes
a entender ella misma y a saber que los
cuentos de terror no solo se veian por las
noches en prisma no soy lo que un dia soñe soy
lo que realmente hoy prefiero ni doctor
ni bombero ni heroe ni ninja hoy soy
un rapero
yo recuerdo aquella infancia la ilucion
de imaginarme con uniforme arriba del camion
la escalera la manguera la sirena
y la aventura de apagar fuego no
importa el peligro esa es la mision
heroe de accion en la ciudad de matices grises
mi leyenda personal donde nada salio mal de
finales felices
cada tarde era el mismo show a
pesar de los filmes de pinocho
obligaba a mi mama a que me llevara
a ver al comando 8
56 y 29 no se borra que clase quema
que le daba a esos bomberos
compañero presteme la gorra
vaya jugada que el destino te hace creci
y me vi frente a un aula dando clase dia tras dia estudiando psologia y poniendome en
fase por la madruga convirtiendo
la realidad en poesia
aprendi a sobrevivir en la cache
donde nada se perdona al que falle
a salir a luchar pa vivir inventar tu sabes
no vo a dar detalle
deja los sueños de chama en la cama
cambio la trama de mi drama
la llama me llama fula
ahora esta mas que dichavoso
ese tema esta mas pegao soy el
de los pesaos que le digo candela al
cuarto de tula y si me calcula no se
yo solo se que de eso me canse
de que se empeñen en hacerme creer
que 2 mas 2 es 3
mi sueño se quedo obsoleto
termine dandole cadela a un archipielago
completo
de niño soñe con ser bombero y yo
el justiciero el heroe de la escuela
pero termine siendo rapero y yo
contigo dando candela
bombero bombero yo queria ser
bombero y termine siendo otro candelero
mas de esta ciudad yo hice del
lapicero el arma del justiciero
guerrero sincero para salvar mi
ciudad
de niño soñe con ser bombero y yo
el justiciero el heroe de la escuela
pero termine siendo rapero y yo
contigo dando candela
y
bombero bombero yo queria ser
bombero y termine siendo otro candelero
mas de esta ciudad yo hice del
lapicero el arma del justiciero
guerrero sincero para salvar mi
ciudad

Candela

I used to dream of killing assassins,
Always appearing in their path.
And now I realize the damage
Those Chinese Kung-Fu flicks did to me.
Monkey style, throw the kimono, or not?
There come the bad guys, and there I was,
Saying no with my plastic shield and
My little wooden sword.
My neighbor with his flames, the training,
I'm not lying, tremendous strength and sight.
I knew that to defeat him I had
To do something like the Pied Piper's grandpa.
But well, I wasn't good, so I had
To become bad because, of course, I
Was alone. Besides, in reality, in the neighborhood,
People were already fighting with knives,
Little blades, bells, and brass knuckles.
And to tell the truth, reality is different today in
My city. There's no Puss in Boots, but four
With troops. I dream of some superheroes escaping
From the movies, only Samurai Cat,
Whom we call to fight crime. And I wanted to fly, fight, and jump well,
But I got excited about what messed me up.
A foot doing the Voltus 5. No one
Can stop me, whoever comes here is out.
Goodbye laser sword, now it's a rusty machete.
And so life has forced me with its blows
To understand itself and to know that
Horror stories weren't only seen at night
On Prisma. I'm not what I once dreamed of being. I'm
What I really prefer today. Neither doctor
Nor firefighter, nor hero, nor ninja. Today I'm
A rapper.
I remember that childhood, the illusion
Of imagining myself in uniform on top of the truck,
The ladder, the hose, the siren,
And the adventure of putting out fires. No
Matter the danger, that's the mission.
Action hero in the city of gray shades,
My personal legend where nothing went wrong, with
Happy endings.
Every afternoon was the same show,
Despite Pinocchio's films,
I forced my mom to take me
To see Commando 8.
56 and 29, it's unforgettable, what a burning passion
I had for those firefighters.
Buddy, lend me your hat.
What a play destiny makes. I grew up
And saw myself in front of a classroom, teaching day after day, studying psychology and putting myself
In phase in the early morning, turning
Reality into poetry.
I learned to survive in the cache,
Where nothing is forgiven to those who fail,
To go out and fight to live, to invent, you know,
I'm not going to give details.
Leave childhood dreams in bed,
The plot of my drama has changed,
The flame calls me, hot.
Now it's more than blissful,
That topic is stuck. I'm the
Heavy one, the one who says "candela" to the
Tula room. And if you calculate me, I don't know,
I just know I got tired of that,
Of them insisting on making me believe
That 2 plus 2 is 3.
My dream became obsolete,
I ended up setting fire to an entire archipelago.
Complete.
As a child, I dreamed of being a firefighter, and I,
The vigilante, the hero of the school,
But I ended up being a rapper, and I,
With you, giving candela.
Firefighter, firefighter, I wanted to be
A firefighter, and I ended up being another candle lighter
More of this city. I made the
Pen the weapon of the vigilante,
A sincere warrior to save my
City.
As a child, I dreamed of being a firefighter, and I,
The vigilante, the hero of the school,
But I ended up being a rapper, and I,
With you, giving candela.
And
Firefighter, firefighter, I wanted to be
A firefighter, and I ended up being another candle lighter
More of this city. I made the
Pen the weapon of the vigilante,
A sincere warrior to save my
City.