La Deuda - Jorge Drexler , PALA перевод на английский

La Deuda

Te pisaste del colegio cuando te quemó la sed
A beberte el privilegio de estar fuera de la red
Te masiaste las botellas, no esquivaste ni una piel
Ni dejaste una doncella sin subir a tu corcel
Fuiste fiel pero no tanto, fuiste bueno pero mal,
Y uno que otra viernes santo faltoniaste al santoral.

Te sollaste cada fuga, te graduaste en insistir,
Te quisiste con arrugas, te arrugaste de reír,
Agotaste el pasaporte, te embalaste por amor,
Y arriesgaste por deporte sin pagar un asesor.
¡Que belleza de resumen, que te den un altavoz!

Afortunado si entiendes que de aquí
Ninguno sale sano, entero o vivo
Y que la vida es el banquete con mantel
Y no un aperitivo.
Si al fin del carnaval levantas un mezcal
¡salud porque la deuda está saldada!
Viniste a deshojar, no hay nada que agregar,
La muerte vale nada.

Fue tu tacto en una espalda, tu nariz en vino y ron,
Tu retina en minifalda y tu oreja en bandoneón.
Cotizaste con percances pero amaste sin bastón
Y a la hora del balance hubo más "si" que "perdón".
Más que plata hiciste vida, más que vida carnaval,
Por eso la despedida no puede salirte mal.

Ni talk show ni telediario repartiéndose el botín,
Ni el amigo imaginario gaminiándome el festín;
Marchitarse no es tristeza, la tragedia es no gastar
Cuerpo, ganas y belleza por el miedo de pecar.
Si es que quieres flagelarse, adelante, pero a mi
Tráigame el contrato, parce, yo me bailo un otrosí

The Debt

You skipped out of school when your thirst burned you
To enjoy the privilege of being off the grid
You downed bottles, not shying away from any skin
Nor did you leave a single maiden without riding your steed
You were faithful, but not so much, you were good, but bad,
And you missed the occasional Good Friday mass.

You enjoyed every escape, you graduated by insisting,
You loved her with wrinkles, you wrinkled from laughing,
You used up your passport, you were carried away by love,
And you took risks for sport without paying a consultant.
What a beautiful summary, give yourself a megaphone!

Lucky are you if you understand that from here
No one gets out healthy, whole, or alive
And that life is the banquet with a tablecloth
And not an appetizer.
If at the end of the carnival you raise a mezcal
Salud because the debt is paid off!
You came to shed your leaves, there's nothing to add,
Death is worthless.

It was your touch on a shoulder, your nose in wine and rum,
Your retina in miniskirts and your ear in bandoneon.
You paid for accidents, but you loved without a cane
And when it came time to take stock, there were more "yes" than "sorry".
More than money you made life, more than life carnival,
That's why the farewell can't go wrong.

No talk show or newscast dividing up the spoils,
No imaginary friend pinching my feast;
To wither is not sadness, the tragedy is not spending
Body, desire, and beauty for fear of sinning.
If you want to flog yourself, go ahead, but as for me
Bring me the contract, partner, I'll dance a furthermore