Текст и перевод песни Porta - Este es mi momento

Este es mi momento

Porta
A veces uno tiene que irse(6 años después)
Para volver más fuerte
Despues de un largo tiempo(más listo)
Os preguntabais que habia sido de mi, yeah.
Este es mi momento.
Que sepais que sigo aqui, yo nunca me fui.

Mi obra al fin culminara,
Plasmare mi inmortalidad,
El Rap no es facil de dejar,
Así que mi final quizas no te valla a gustar.
Mi obra al fin culminará,
Plasmare mi inmortalidad,
El Rap no es facil de dejar,
Así que mi final no es mas que un nuevo comenzar.

Por todo lo que no he hecho aun, por todo lo que hice,
He estado un tiempo fuera, si,
Para que el Rap se normalice.
Despues del shock que cause,
Despues de todo sigo en pie,
Me suda lo que dicen,
Tengo cicatrices porque luché,
Soy el causante del cambio de esta revolucion, de la evolucion,
De que los MCs no tengan miedo a la opinion,
Y sean si mismos,
Como desea el corazon y el realismo,
Abre los ojos, y la mierda tu mierda de idealismo.

Ya, no se toma enserio el Rap aqui va con retrazos,
Porque mas de la mitad de MCs
Son unos payasos,
Me achacan su fracaso y su amargura,
Porque yo si consegui ser alguien grande, man,
Y no hablo de la altura.

Tiene que haber un fin para asi volver a empezar,
Por cada error que cometi,
Porque fui demasiao tenaz y si molesta lo dire de forma honesta,
Si grabas como el culo aqui en España es porque esta movida apesta.

Cada vez mas cerca de que mateis esta cultura,
No quiero formar parte de un arte que no madura.
No hay respeto si usas la excusa de libertad de expresion,
Para tu agresion verbal que buscas
Separar la union, pongo un guión y me aparto.
Me da un infarto al corazon cuando quieres
Dar tu leccion de lo que aprendi en el asfalto.
Tu vision es distinta a la mia y no la comparto.
La esencia se perdio y esta siguio con el puño en alto.

Mientras pasan los dias yo con mi sangre fria
Jamas me pararian,
Tu dime quien lo diria,
Que la gran mayoria que me envidia es porque
Quiere lo que yo cuando yo toda mi fama la daria
A cambio de nada, antes que sonar fresh
Como vez
Prefiero sonar a cinta rayada,
Y he cometido fallos, lo se,
Pero me mantengo, no se donde acabare
Pero al menos se de donde vengo.

This is my moment

Porta
Sometimes you have to leave (6 years later)
To come back stronger
After a long time (smarter)
You wondered what became of me, yeah.
This is my moment.
Know that I'm still here, I never left.

My work will finally culminate,
I will shape my immortality,
Rap is not easy to leave,
So my ending may not be to your liking.
My work will finally culminate,
I will shape my immortality,
Rap is not easy to leave,
So my ending is nothing more than a new beginning.

For everything I haven't done yet, for everything I did,
I've been away for a while, yes,
For Rap to normalize.
After the shock I caused,
After all, I'm still standing,
I don't care what they say,
I have scars because I fought,
I am the cause of the change of this revolution, of the evolution,
Of MCs not being afraid of opinion,
And be themselves,
As the heart and realism desire,
Open your eyes, and your bullshit idealism.

Yeah, Rap is not taken seriously here, it's going backwards,
Because more than half of the MCs
Are clowns,
They blame me for their failure and bitterness,
Because I did manage to be someone big, man,
And I'm not talking about height.

There has to be an end to start over,
For every mistake I made,
Because I was too stubborn and if it bothers you I'll say it honestly,
If you record like shit here in Spain it's because this scene sucks.

You're getting closer to killing this culture,
I don't want to be part of an art that doesn't mature.
There is no respect if you use the excuse of freedom of expression,
For your verbal aggression that seeks
To separate the union, I put a hyphen and walk away.
It gives me a heart attack when you want
To give your lesson of what I learned on the asphalt.
Your vision is different from mine and I don't share it.
The essence was lost and it continued with a fist held high.

As the days go by, I with my cold blood
They would never stop me,
You tell me who would say,
That the vast majority who envy me is because
They want what I have when I would give all my fame
For nothing, rather than sound fresh
As you see
I prefer to sound like a broken record,
And I've made mistakes, I know,
But I hold on, I don't know where I'll end up
But at least I know where I come from.