Текст и перевод песни NACH - Sr. Libro y Sr. Calle

Sr. Libro y Sr. Calle

¿Caminas con el mundo a tus pies o a tus espaldas?
¿Te pierden los coches, las drogas, las faldas?
Yo conozco los secretos que te guardas bajo llave
Y es que tuve dos maestros, señor libro y señor calle

Señor Calle (told me to survive in the street)
Señor Libro (told me as you did it in books)
Señor Libro (told me that you without knowledge is weak)
Señor Calle (introduced me to gangsters, killers and crooks)

Salí al encuentro de los dos maestros que siempre tuve
Si dictaban sus lecciones ahí estuve
Obtuve cum laudes, sentí el fraude de la existencia
Y pude salir del paso aunque el ocaso casi arraso mis virtudes

La ciudad y las palabras me hablan
A todas horas, ¿donde paran estas neuronas?
A solas con un libro,el me dio consejos
Y la calle los reflejos para salvar el pellejo

No dejo de sumergirme entre hojas
Y evadirme cuando el resto me harta
Disciplina firme de este autodidacta
Con obsesión enferma al RAP me entrego

Si no leo ¿Cómo voy a redactar exactas actas luego?
La conciencia tras mi frente dijo "aprende"
Por si el filo del destino prende el hilo del que mi RAP vende
No quiero ser un don nadie en esta vida
Ir al baile y ver que la chica mas guapa ni me mira

Leer me inspira, para mi es algo necesario
Mientras niñatos sueñan ser los mafias de su barrio
Este es mi homenaje a la sabiduría de los siglos
Enseñanzas de un señor llamado libro

Señor Calle (told me to survive in the street)
Señor Libro (told me as you did it in books)
Señor Libro (told me that you without knowledge is weak)
Señor Calle (introduced me to gangsters, killers and crooks)

Calles donde siempre paga quien falla
Donde hay canallas dispuestos a todo por un par de rayas
La paciencia estalla cuando nada es predecible
Y una simple discusión acaba en coma irreversible

Muros como arte libre muestran que la acera es nuestra
Estilo y protesta contra la opresión impuesta
Abuso en forma de gendarme
O de venenos que pudren la carne
Dominarme nunca fue sencillo

Otro día mas, otro euro pa'l bolsillo
Castillos de ladrillo observando al pillo
Ven el brillo en los ojos de un chiquillo inquieto
Cuyo único concepto del respeto es un cuchillo

Yo gané el mio con mis actos cerrando tratos
Legales o ilegales, no mas chivatos
La traición por deporte es un mal crónico
Y el ritual del sospechoso habitual andar de incógnito

Escuela de gasta-suelas, la cautela impera pa'l que vende grifa
Secuelas hacen ceniza al que esnifa
Y quizás su objetivo sea concentrarte
Señor Calle siempre estará ahí para enseñarte

La cosa está chunga ahí afuera
Y todos saben que la vida es mas difícil si no tienes escuela
Dicen no "tendrás futuro" que no ganarás pelas
Señor libro te propone que patees las aceras
Chico listo en la calle, ahora va por donde quiera
Señor Calle le acoge como si su hijo fuera
Nadie le dice nada conocido como "El Fieras"
El más listo de su clase y la calle es su escuela

Señor Calle (told me to survive in the street)
Señor Libro (told me as you did it in books)
Señor Libro (told me that you without knowledge is weak)
Señor Calle (introduced me to gangsters, killers and crooks)

Señor Calle (Es Nach, All Day)
(Told me to survive in the street)
Señor Libro (¿Qué pasa Soma?)
(Told me as you did it in books)
Señor Libro (told me that you without knowledge is weak)
Señor Calle (introduced me to gangsters, killers and crooks)

Mr. Book and Mr. Street

Do you walk with the world at your feet or at your back?
Do cars, drugs, skirts lead you astray?
I know the secrets that you keep under lock and key
Because I had two teachers, Mr. Book and Mr. Street

Mr. Street (told me to survive in the street)
Mr. Book (told me as you did it in books)
Mr. Book (told me that you without knowledge are weak)
Mr. Street (introduced me to gangsters, killers and crooks)

I went out to meet the two teachers I always had
If they dictated their lessons, I was there
I got cum laude, I felt the fraud of existence
And I was able to get out of the way even though the sunset almost destroyed my virtues

The city and the words speak to me
At all hours, where do these neurons stop?
Alone with a book, it gave me advice
And the street the reflexes to save the skin

I keep immersing myself in pages
And escaping when the rest bores me
Firm discipline of this self-taught
With sick obsession to RAP I surrender myself

If I don't read, how am I going to write exact minutes later?
The conscience behind my forehead said, "learn"
In case the edge of destiny lights the thread that my RAP sells
I don't want to be a nobody in this life
Go to the dance and see that the most beautiful girl doesn't even look at me

Reading inspires me, for me it's something necessary
While kids dream of being the mobsters of their neighborhood
This is my tribute to the wisdom of the centuries
Teachings of a gentleman named book

Mr. Street (told me to survive in the street)
Mr. Book (told me as you did it in books)
Mr. Book (told me that you without knowledge are weak)
Mr. Street (introduced me to gangsters, killers and crooks)

Streets where he who fails always pays
Where there are scoundrels willing to do anything for a couple of lines
Patience explodes when nothing is predictable
And a simple argument ends in an irreversible coma

Walls as free art show that the steel is ours
Style and protest against imposed oppression
Abuse in the form of a gendarme
Or poisons that rot the flesh
Taming me was never easy

Another day, another euro for the pocket
Brick castles watching the rascal
They see the sparkle in the eyes of a restless child
Whose only concept of respect is a knife

I earned mine by closing deals with my actions
Legal or illegal, no more snitches
Treachery for sport is a chronic disease
And the usual suspect's ritual is to walk incognito

Shoe-spender school, caution reigns for the one who sells weed
Aftermath turns to ash for the sniffer
And maybe your goal is to concentrate
Mr. Street will always be there to teach you

Things are tough out there
And everyone knows that life is harder if you don't have school
They say you "won't have a future" that you won't earn clams
Mr. book suggests you kick the sidewalks
Smart kid on the street, now he goes wherever he wants
Mr. Street welcomes him as if he were his son
Nobody says anything to him known as "The Fierce"
The smartest in his class and the street is his school

Mr. Street (told me to survive in the street)
Mr. Book (told me as you did it in books)
Mr. Book (told me that you without knowledge are weak)
Mr. Street (introduced me to gangsters, killers and crooks)

Mr. Street (It's Nach, All Day)
(Told me to survive in the street)
Mr. Book (What's up Soma?)
(Told me as you did it in books)
Mr. Book (told me that you without knowledge are weak)
Mr. Street (introduced me to gangsters, killers and crooks)