Текст и перевод песни Tatuaje Vivo feat. Rodrigo Levario - Para Mi Carnal

Para Mi Carnal

Qué tranza, carnal, ¿cómo has estado?
Tus ojos han llorado lágrimas de sal
Quiero que tú sepas, me siento perdido
No me puedo encontrar

Camino por el viento, a veces me caigo
Y entonces comienzo a rodar
En las calles tristes, como cicatrices
No pueden sanar

Las palabras sobran y usted es mi ñero
No lo voy a dejar
Caminemos juntos por las callejuelas
¡Sobres unas chelas!, vamos a parlar

Platícame, carnal, de lo que haces mal
De lo sentimental, de lo monetario ya se compondrá
Platícame, carnal, que un día vas a cambiar
Platica tu soñar, te quiero escuchar, te quiero, carnal

He caminado, el sendero es largo, quiero descansar
Sentado en el suelo, pensando me quedo "¿adónde caminar?"
Estoy confundido, pero no me sigo, suelo chocar
Entonces me quedo, luego no recuerdo qué pudo pasar

Y aquí descansando, yo y mi carnalito
De aquí pa′l real
Pero no hubo tiempo, se quedó dormido
Para no despertar

Platícales, carnal, allá en mi funeral
Diles que estoy torcido, que no me he caído y voy a despertar
No llores carnal porque es mi funeral
Solo estoy torcido, es que no he dormido y quiero descansar
Solo estoy torcido, es que no he dormido y quiero descansar
Has un paro chido porque no he dormido, quiero descansar

A la memoria de Adolfo "El Rocker" y Toño "El caballo"
Panchitos por siempre

For My Buddy

What's up, buddy, how have you been?
Your eyes have cried tears of salt.
I want you to know that I feel lost,
I just can't find myself.

I walk in the wind, sometimes I fall
And then I start to roll,
In the streets where there are so many scars,
They can't heal.

The words are all gone, and you are my brother,
I'm not gonna let you go.
Let's walk these alleys together
And talk while we sip some cold ones!

Tell me, buddy, what you do wrong,
About all the sentiment, the money will sort itself out.
Tell me, buddy, that one day you'll change,
Tell me about your dreams, I want to hear them, I love you, buddy.

I have walked a long way, I want to rest,
Sitting on the floor, thinking, I wonder, "where do I go?"
I am confused, but I still follow, I often run into things,
Sometimes I just lie there, and then I don't remember what happened.

And lying here resting, me and my little buddy
From here to heaven.
But there was no time, you fell asleep,
Only to never wake up.

Tell them, buddy, at my funeral,
Tell them that I'm all twisted up, that I haven't fallen and I'm going to wake up.
Don't cry, buddy, because it's my funeral,
I'm just all twisted up, I just haven't slept and I want to rest.
I'm just all twisted up, I just haven't slept and I want to rest.
Do me a favor and don't worry because I haven't slept, I want to rest.

In memory of Adolfo "El Rocker" and Toño "El caballo"
Panchitos forever