Текст и перевод песни P8 Guevara - Vividor

Vividor

Mi reloj no tiene aguja he vivido entre dramas y aventuras
Enamorao de la vida pero es corta y una
Anteriores no recuerdo ninguna pero me veo en tribuna
Predicando mi escritura, sabiduria es fortuna grito en la comuna
Mientras camino mi voz suelta la pintura que dibuja caricatura
En la mente de un tigre armao en busqueda y captura
Tu lo dudas aveces llegan sin razon alguna te apagan la luz
Inoportuna manera ey yo! ron con canela y
Un par de trago al suelo por lo que se fuen rompien cadena pero ahi
Queda va suave paso de seda cuando te da te toca siente un frio
Que te quema ahi mama no salga paqui afuera hay
Que estar arrebatao y burlase del sitema conocimiento
No pesa informacion pa la cabeza que no te agarren de
Sorpresa cazador o presa importa comida en la mesa

Desde abajo es que se empieza
Desde abajo es que se empieza
Desde abajo es que se empieza
Desde abajo es que se empieza

Y no pares be, no dejes que te alcancen se lo mas correcto
Para llevar el balance la verdad es fea no la tino pa que la
Vea lo prohibido lo que deseas, el pecado tienta la mentira atenta
Con poca cosa gente contenta
El tiempo devora el tiempo no espera el tiempo se va y no se recupera. No hay
Etiqueta que defina lo que hago un vividor un vago evito ser esclavo
Y no hay clavo pa esconderse cuantas veces
Intente y mirame aqui otra vez en la lucha oportunidades no hay muchas
Naci creci mc de calle te lo explico asi
Agradecido porque te conoci vi el diablo en tus ojos pero no me arrepentí he
No se algo explicar no puedo te ame
Quiero volver atrás y vencer el miedo pero repito no puedo y no interesa

Desde abajo es que se empieza
Desde abajo es que se empieza
Desde abajo es que se empieza
Desde abajo es que se empieza

Vividor

My watch has no hands, I've lived among dramas and adventures
In love with life, but it's short and only one
I don't remember any previous ones, but I see myself in the stands
Preaching my writing, wisdom is fortune, I shout in the commune
As I walk, my voice releases the paint that draws a caricature
In the mind of an armed tiger on a quest to hunt and capture
You doubt it sometimes, they arrive without reason, they turn off your light
Untimely way, hey me! rum with cinnamon and
A couple of shots to the ground for what was lost, breaking chains, but there
It remains, soft as silk, when it hits you, you feel a cold
That burns you, there, baby, don't come out here, there
Be furious and mock the system, knowledge
Information doesn't weigh on the head, don't let them catch you by
Surprise, hunter or prey, what matters is food on the table

It's from the bottom that you start
It's from the bottom that you start
It's from the bottom that you start
It's from the bottom that you start

And don't stop, darling, don't let them catch up with you, be the most correct
To maintain balance. The truth is ugly, I don't conceal it so she
Can see it. What is forbidden is what you desire, sin tempts, lies threaten
People are happy with little
Time devours, time does not wait, time goes by and is not recovered. There is
No label to define what I do: a freeloader, a bum, I avoid being a slave
And there is no nail to hide. How many times
I tried and look at me here again in the fight, there are not many opportunities
I was born and raised an MC on the streets, let me explain it to you like this
Grateful because I met you, I saw the devil in your eyes but I don't regret it, I have
I can't explain something, I can't. I loved you
I want to go back and overcome my fear, but I repeat, I can't, and it doesn't matter

It's from the bottom that you start
It's from the bottom that you start
It's from the bottom that you start
It's from the bottom that you start