More songs by Monsieur Periné
More songs by Carlos Vives
Description
Associated Performer: Monsieur Periné & Carlos Vives
Associated Performer: Monsieur Periné
Composer, Lead Vocalist, Associated Performer, Background Vocal, Lyricist, Performance Arranger: Carlos Vives
Lead Vocalist, Producer: Catalina García
Associated Performer: Mayte Montero
Guitar: Daniel Cadena
Producer, Programmer, Recording Engineer: Fux Beat
Producer, Lyricist, Programmer, Composer, Performance Arranger: Martín Velilla
Associated Performer, Tambora: Gilbert Martínez
Composer, Lyricist: Catalina García Barahona
Lyricist, Composer: Santiago Prieto Sarabia
Lyricist, Composer, Producer: Michäel Brun
Lyricist, Composer: Jorge Villamizar
Producer: Santiago Prieto
Recording Engineer: Diego Amorocho Prados
Assistant Recording Engineer: María A. Romero Franco
Mixing Engineer: Daniel Cortés
Assistant Mixing Engineer: Sebastián Abril
Mastering Engineer: Lewis Pickett
Lyrics and translation
Original
Vamo' a romperlo todo.
La dieta, las reglas, las etiquetas, el miedo al fomo, que te tira pa' abajo y te desconecta.
Así que sube el tono, avispate y no te duermas, que se te va, se va, se te va el avión.
Todo lo que ves aquí no se vuelve a repetir.
Que no te cuenten el cuento que te vas a arrepentir.
Porque yo te voy a dar instrucciones pa' volar.
Vení, móntate a este viaje, vente porque se te va.
Y qué voy a hacer si la vida se va. El avión cuando despega ya no vuela para atrás.
¿Y qué vas a hacer si la vida es un flash?
Donde quiera que tú vayas, yo -contigo voy detrás. -Llamado para el pasajero Carlos Alberto
Vives -con destino a la ciudad de Miami. -Hago las maletas, cojo mi guitarra.
Llego al aeropuerto, viaje sin escala. Me amarro a la silla treinta y seis ventana.
Le rezo a la Virgen por si alguna vaina. Llego a mi destino, la tensión escala.
Fila de extranjeros, siga usted la raya. Muestro el pasaporte, dice: "Colombiana".
El hombre me mira, la cosa está rara. Mira aquí, mira allá y no me deja de mirar.
Mejor yo le canto un disco pa' que me deje pasar.
Y qué voy a hacer si la vida se va. El avión cuando despega ya no vuela para atrás.
¿Y qué vas a hacer si la vida es un flash?
Donde quiera que tú vayas, yo contigo voy pa'llá. Vamo' a romperlo todo.
La dieta, las reglas, las etiquetas, el miedo al fomo, que te tira pa' abajo y te desconecta. Así que sube el tono, sube el tono.
Su-sube el, sube el, su-su-su-su-su-su-sube el tono.
abróchate el cinturón y agárrame la manito, que va a despegar el avión y aquí se siente bien rico. Tú me enseñaste a volar.
Perdí el miedo a las alturas y he tocado las estrellas aferrado a tu cintura.
Y qué voy a hacer si la vida se va.
El avión cuando despega ya no vuela para atrás. ¿Y qué vas a hacer si la vida es un flash?
Donde quiera que tú vayas, yo contigo voy pa'llá.
Yo contigo voy pa'llá.
-¡Que se jode! -Yo contigo voy.
Mira aquí, mira allá y no me deja de mirar.
Mejor yo le canto un disco pa' que me deje pasar. ¿Y qué vas a hacer si la vida es un flash?
Donde quiera que tú vayas, yo contigo voy pa'llá.
¿Por qué ustedes los colombianos siempre quieren traer comida de Colombia?
English translation
We're going to break everything.
The diet, the rules, the labels, the fear of fomo, which pulls you down and disconnects you.
So raise your tone, be alert and don't fall asleep, the plane is leaving, leaving, leaving.
Everything you see here is not repeated.
Don't let them tell you the story that you are going to regret.
Because I'm going to give you instructions to fly.
Come, get on this trip, come because you're leaving.
And what am I going to do if life goes away. When the plane takes off it no longer flies backwards.
And what are you going to do if life is a flash?
Wherever you go, I, with you, go behind. -Call for passenger Carlos Alberto
You live - bound for the city of Miami. -I pack my bags, I take my guitar.
I arrive at the airport, non-stop trip. I tie myself to the chair thirty-six window.
I pray to the Virgin in case something happens. I arrive at my destination, the tension escalates.
Line of foreigners, follow the line. I show the passport, it says: "Colombiana."
The man looks at me, things are strange. He looks here, he looks there and he doesn't stop looking at me.
I'd better sing him a record so he'll let me pass.
And what am I going to do if life goes away. When the plane takes off it no longer flies backwards.
And what are you going to do if life is a flash?
Wherever you go, I go with you. We're going to break everything.
The diet, the rules, the labels, the fear of fomo, which pulls you down and disconnects you. So turn it up, turn it up.
Su-raise it, raise it, su-su-su-su-su-su-raise the tone.
Fasten your seatbelt and hold my hand, the plane is going to take off and it feels really good here. You taught me to fly.
I lost my fear of heights and I have touched the stars clinging to your waist.
And what am I going to do if life goes away.
When the plane takes off it no longer flies backwards. And what are you going to do if life is a flash?
Wherever you go, I go with you.
I'm going there with you.
-What the hell! -I'm going with you.
He looks here, he looks there and he doesn't stop looking at me.
I'd better sing him a record so he'll let me pass. And what are you going to do if life is a flash?
Wherever you go, I go with you.
Why do you Colombians always want to bring food from Colombia?