Текст и перевод песни Mexicano - Un Alma Inocente

Un Alma Inocente

A ti gatillero q te guusta gatillar
Sin mirar y sin pensar a quien le vas a dar a, ti
Te dedico esta cancion.(hablado)
No se pq personas q les gusta hacer el daño
No son como personas q les gusta hacer el bien
Mientras pasan semanas y los meses van pasando
Los años vienen fuertes y mezclados con dolor
Nose pq el ser humano se esta matando
Alguien tiene q parar esta maldicion
Pq si no la paran seguiremos aumentando
Lo q es conocido como onda criminal
Recordando los momentos q estaba en una disco
Bien asicalao como si estuviera en san francisco
Ando en el bmw q es convertible
A ver si aparece una gata accesible
Y flexible, q bregue con lo q venga pa lante
Con buenas intenciones y q sea elegante
Extravagante y q aguante, todo mi sistema
Pero todo se volteo cuando le dieron a una nena
Q pena verla alli tirada en el piso
La gente agonizada corriendo de aquel sitio
La pobre muchachita agonizada en el suelo
Y un charco de sangre q le arropaba el pelo, creo
Pues todo lo q vivo yo lo digo
Con ciertas restricciones q no tienen q ver contigo
Amigo, le hago un llamado a tu conciencia
Paciencia, hubieras tu tenido en tu coraje
Matastes una vida q no era reciclable
Sin pensar en el dolor q le causastes a sus padres
No se pq personas q les gusta hacer el daño
No son como personas q les gusta hacer el bien
Mientras pasan semanas y los meses van pasando
Los años vienen fuertes y mezclados con dolor
Nose pq el ser humano se esta matando
Alguien tiene q parar esta maldicion
Pq si no la paran seguiremos aumentando
Lo q es conocido como onda criminal
Me recuerdo, cuando la levante lo q senti
Pidiendole a dios no se me fuera a morir
Salgo por atras con laurita en mis brazos
Mostrando su herida por la causa de un balazo
Lo menos q esperaba es q fuera en la frente
Pidiendo yo con fe para q pudieras levantarte
Jamas olvidare cuando a cristo aceptasteste
Te pregunte si te arrepentias de todos tus pecados
Mirando al cielo con los pelos bien parados
Tratastes de decirme si, sin poder hablar
Pensando si el destino estaba bien o estaba mal
Confuciones me llegaron a mi mente como cien
Pasando para mi, para saber q estabas bien
Con jesucristo y nadie a visto por no ser listo
Q pena q las personas q comparten egoismos, comparten egoismos
No se pq personas q les gusta hacer el daño
No son como personas q les gusta hacer el bien
Mientras pasan semanas y los meses van pasando
Los años vienen fuertes y mezclados con dolor
Nose pq el ser humano se esta matando
Alguien tiene q parar esta maldicion
Pq si no la paran seguiremos aumentando
Lo q es conocido como onda criminal
Fui a tu funeral y hable con tu familia
Tu padre estaba triste y tu madre en una silla
Hable yo con los dos y les conte lo q tu querias
Y ellos me contaron q te gustaba la poesia
Y mala mia, si es q no estuve mucho rato
Pero me voy, hasta llegaron hermanitos del pasado
Flashbacks, si es q tu me entiendes todo lo q he dicho
Yo hablo por mi gente por mi pueblo y puerto rico
El mundo es chiquitito y algun dia se sabra
La venganza no es mia pero es de mi papa
Algun dia llegara y la paz se exparsera
Pero ahora lo q pido es q tu descanses en paz
No se pq personas q les gusta hacer el daño
No son como personas q les gusta hacer el bien
Mientras pasan semanas y los meses van pasando
Los años vienen fuertes y mezclados con dolor
No sé pq el ser humano se esta matando
Alguien tiene q parar esta maldicion
Pq si no la paran seguiremos aumentando
Lo q es conocido como onda criminal

Q puedo hacer, quizas unos padres tratando de complacer a su hija
Dejandola salir para la disco y a ciertas horas de la mañana les llaman
Para decir q su hija ha muerto, a donde llegaremos a donde llegaremos
De vuelta a casa
De vuelta a las canciones

An Innocent Soul

To you, triggerman, who likes to pull the trigger
Without looking and without thinking who you're going to hit, to you
I dedicate this song (spoken).
I don't know why people who like to do harm
Aren't like people who like to do good
As weeks go by and the months go by
The years come strong and mixed with pain
I don't know why human beings are killing each other
Someone has to stop this curse
Because if they don't stop it, we'll keep increasing
What is known as a criminal wave
Remembering the moments when I was in a disco
All dressed up as if I were in San Francisco
I'm in the BMW that's convertible
To see if an accessible girl appears
And flexible, that she can handle whatever comes next
With good intentions and that she be elegant
Extravagant and that she can withstand my whole system
But everything turned upside down when they shot a girl
What a pity to see her lying there on the floor
People agonizing running from that place
The poor girl agonizing on the ground
And a pool of blood that covered her hair, I believe
Well, everything I live I say it
With certain restrictions that have nothing to do with you
Friend, I appeal to your conscience
Patience, you should have had in your anger
You killed a life that was not recyclable
Without thinking about the pain you caused her parents
I don't know why people who like to do harm
Aren't like people who like to do good
As weeks go by and the months go by
The years come strong and mixed with pain
I don't know why human beings are killing each other
Someone has to stop this curse
Because if they don't stop it, we'll keep increasing
What is known as a criminal wave
I remember when I picked her up what I felt
Asking God that she wouldn't die
I go out the back with Laurita in my arms
Showing her wound from the gunshot
The least I expected was that it would be on her forehead
I prayed with faith that you could get up
I'll never forget when you accepted Christ
I asked you if you repented of all your sins
Looking at the sky with your hair standing on end
You tried to tell me yes, without being able to speak
Thinking if fate was right or wrong
Confusions came to my mind like a hundred
Passing for me, to know that you were okay
With Jesus Christ and nobody has seen because they are not smart
What a pity that people who share selfishness, share selfishness
I don't know why people who like to do harm
Aren't like people who like to do good
As weeks go by and the months go by
The years come strong and mixed with pain
I don't know why human beings are killing each other
Someone has to stop this curse
Because if they don't stop it, we'll keep increasing
What is known as a criminal wave
I went to your funeral and talked to your family
Your father was sad and your mother was in a chair
I spoke with both of them and told them what you wanted
And they told me you liked poetry
And my bad, if I wasn't there long
But I'm leaving, even little brothers from the past arrived
Flashbacks, if you understand everything I've said
I speak for my people for my town and Puerto Rico
The world is small and someday it will be known
Vengeance is not mine but it is my father's
Someday it will come and peace will spread
But now what I ask is that you rest in peace
I don't know why people who like to do harm
Aren't like people who like to do good
As weeks go by and the months go by
The years come strong and mixed with pain
I don't know why human beings are killing each other
Someone has to stop this curse
Because if they don't stop it, we'll keep increasing
What is known as a criminal wave

What can I do, maybe parents trying to please their daughter
Letting her go out to the disco and at certain hours of the morning they call them
To say that their daughter has died, where will we get to, where will we get to
Back home
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