Текст и перевод песни Rayden - Ya no quedan centrales como los de antes

Ya no quedan centrales como los de antes

Los niños ya no quieren ser (quieren ser)
Jugadores de ajedrez
Dicen que no da pa' comer
Quieren petarlo fuerte en la red

Los niños ya no saben bien (saben bien)
Ni que tienen que defender
Quieren verlo llover y que del cielo les vaya a caer
(Primera parte bro)

Estoy callado hasta que la pelota empieza a rodar
Ahí es cuando hablo, campo a mis anchas y di que hablar
Lo hago bonito pero chico también me sé ensuciar
No rompo el juego rompo hasta las ganas de jugar

Vengo de un sitio donde nuca se cambia de dorsal
Ni de principios aunque quieran ver minar mi moral
Yo dejo poso entre el que sabe, no el que sabe posar
Y cuando me retiré no colgaré mis botas, mi número retirarán
(Ah)

Y me aplaude hasta el público rival
Normal que el futbol moderno a mi me mire tan mal
Ya que estoy hecho de otro pasta no se vende por ella
Ni lleva puestas casas de apuestas para anunciar
(One club man)

Soy de los que ya no quedan
De los que vuelven y no esperan a dejar de sangrar
De aquellos que libres de marca te marcan en el descuento
El único que no se borra a la hora de la verdad

Los niños ya no quieren ser (ya no quieren ser)
Jugadores de ajedrez
Dicen que no da pa' comer
Quieren petarlo fuerte en la red

Los niños ya no saben bien (saben bien)
Ni que tienen que defender
Quieren verlo llover y que del cielo les vaya a caer
(Segunda parte bro)

Los niños ya no quieren ser atletas
Están chiquitos no saben sudar la camiseta
Los favoritos hasta que ellos se las ven conmigo
Y mi voz experta en anular el talento enemigo en la zona de castigo

Se queda en actuación discreta
Acostumbrado a regalaros grandes recitales
Pero hoy no vale, así que dile al suplente emergente
Que no, que no caliente
Que no es lo mismo ganarse a la gente que ganar finales
No!

Soy de los que sabe que no va a fallar
Determinante pieza clave crucial (modo leyenda)
Que no quiere galardones de cara a la galería
Ni celebrar el gol que vale media liga, wah!

Que no le pesa ese brazalete de capitán
Y esta llamado a marcar época
De los que gana por zancada y no por zancadilla
Ni baja los brazos hasta que se pite el final

Los niños ya no quieren ser (quieren ser)
Jugadores de ajedrez
Dicen que no da pa' comer
Quieren petarlo fuerte en la red

Los niños ya no saben bien (saben bien)
Ni que tienen que defender
Quieren verlo llover y que del cielo les vaya a caer

Ya no quedan, ya no quedan
Ya no quedan, ya-ya no quedan
No quedan, no quedan, no quedan, no quedan, no quedan
No
Ya no quedan, ya no quedan
Ya no quedan no

There Are No More Midfielders Like There Used To Be

Kids these days, they don't wanna be (wanna be)
Chess players anymore
They say it doesn't pay the bills
They wanna blow up online, that's the thrill

Kids these days, they don't really know (really know)
What they're supposed to defend
They wanna watch it rain and hope the heavens will send
(First verse, bro)

I stay silent until the ball starts to roll
That's when I speak, free to roam and control
I make it look pretty, but boy, I can get dirty too
I don't break the game, I break the will to play, it's true

I come from a place where you never change your number
Nor your principles, even if they try to make you stumble
I leave a mark on those who understand, not those who pose
And when I retire, I won't hang up my boots, they'll retire my number, I suppose
(Ah)

And even the rival crowd applauds me
No wonder modern football looks at me so badly
Since I'm made of a different cloth, not sold for a fee
Nor do I wear betting houses to advertise, you see
(One club man)

I'm one of those who no longer exist
Of those who return and don't wait to stop bleeding, they persist
Of those who, free of marking, mark you in stoppage time
The only one who doesn't erase himself when it's crunch time

Kids these days, they don't wanna be (they don't wanna be)
Chess players anymore
They say it doesn't pay the bills
They wanna blow up online, that's the thrill

Kids these days, they don't really know (really know)
What they're supposed to defend
They wanna watch it rain and hope the heavens will send
(Second verse, bro)

Kids these days, they don't wanna be athletes
They're too young, they don't know how to sweat for the team, it defeats
The favorites, until they face me, you see
And my expert voice nullifies the enemy's talent in the penalty box, believe me

It remains a discreet performance
Used to giving you great recitals, a conformance
But today it's not enough, so tell the emerging substitute
No, don't warm up, refute
Winning over people is not the same as winning finals, that's the truth
No!

I'm one of those who knows he won't fail
Decisive, key, crucial piece (legend mode), prevail
Who doesn't want awards for the gallery's sake
Nor celebrate the goal that's worth half the league, for goodness sake!

Who doesn't feel the weight of that captain's armband
And is called to make history, understand?
Of those who win by stride and not by tripping
And doesn't give up until the final whistle's ripping

Kids these days, they don't wanna be (wanna be)
Chess players anymore
They say it doesn't pay the bills
They wanna blow up online, that's the thrill

Kids these days, they don't really know (really know)
What they're supposed to defend
They wanna watch it rain and hope the heavens will send

There are no more, there are no more
There are no more, there-there are no more
There are no more, no more, no more, no more, no more
No
There are no more, there are no more
There are no more, no