More songs by Nanpa Básico
Description
Associated Performer: Nanpa Básico
Lyricist, Composer: Francisco David Rosero Serna
Composer: Jonathan Alberto Angulo
Recording Engineer, Performance Arranger, Producer: Jonylams
Mixing Engineer: Stefano Pizzaia
Mastering Engineer: Carlos Freitas
Assistant Mastering Engineer: Natalia Bohórquez
A& R Director: Rafa Arcaute
A& R Director: Alejandro Jiménez
A& R Director: Oriana Hidalgo
A& R Coordinator: Mariana Mondragon
Lyrics and translation
Original
Yo también ahogué la pena, solitario hablando con las paredes.
Hablando con las paredes.
Pasé noches con la luna abrazado solo viendo cómo llueve.
Solo viendo cómo llueve.
Muchas veces pedí al cielo, al creador, que por compasión me lleve.
Me lleve.
Ay.
Yo quería poner la vida a mi favor, pero no siempre se puede.
-No siempre se puede.
-Me pegué de la mano de Dios, le pedí bendición a mi madre. No fueron ni un año ni dos, acá en el sur todo llega tarde.
Para el pobre que es más difícil, pero al fin y al cabo no hay na' que perder.
Yo no pedía mucho, ni plata ni fama, era rapear a diario y sacar pa' comer.
Y el rap me lo dio, papá Dios me lo dio.
Si usted está sufriendo, métale moral, que le va a pasar lo mismo que yo.
Si lucha como yo y trabaja como yo, si sale a buscar, seguir pa' la calle, tarde o temprano cae la bendición.
A mí el rap me lo dio, papá Dios me lo dio.
Si usted está sufriendo, métale moral, que le va a pasar lo mismo que yo.
Si lucha como yo y trabaja como yo, si sale a buscar, seguir pa' la calle, tarde o temprano cae la bendición.
Hágale, mijo, busque lo suyo, porque la gloria vive atrás del miedo.
Préndase uno y dígase al espejo: «Si el lampa pudo, yo puedo».
Y eres más flaco y más feo, a ve' yo veo el candeleo. Hijos del barrio, yo siempre les creo.
Yao. Si no se la dan, désela usted. No se desanime, tampoco pierda la fe.
Hágale pa' adelante, sea justo y pórtese bien. Nunca muerda la mano del que le da de comer.
La palabra es una sola que vale más que un papel.
No hable de nadie, que cada quien en su lucha, pero ore fuerte, fuerte, fuerte, porque Dios lo escucha.
Y el rap me lo dio, papá Dios me lo dio.
Si usted está sufriendo, métale moral, que le va a pasar lo mismo que yo.
Si lucha como yo y trabaja como yo, si sale a buscar, seguir pa' la calle, tarde o temprano cae la bendición.
A mí el rap me lo dio, papá Dios me lo dio.
Si usted está sufriendo, métale moral, que le va a pasar lo mismo que yo.
Si lucha como yo y trabaja como yo, si sale a buscar, seguir pa' la calle, tarde o temprano cae la bendición.
English translation
I also drowned the sorrow, alone talking to the walls.
Talking to the walls.
I spent nights with the moon hugging just watching how it rains.
Just watching how it rains.
Many times I asked heaven, the creator, to take me out of compassion.
take me
Oh.
I wanted to put life in my favor, but it's not always possible.
-It's not always possible.
-I took hold of the hand of God, I asked my mother for a blessing. It wasn't one year or two, here in the south everything comes late.
For the poor it is more difficult, but at the end of the day there is nothing to lose.
I didn't ask for much, neither money nor fame, it was to rap every day and take out to eat.
And rap gave it to me, Dad God gave it to me.
If you are suffering, boost morale, the same thing as me is going to happen to you.
If you fight like me and work like me, if you go out searching, continue on the street, sooner or later the blessing will fall.
Rap gave it to me, Dad gave it to me.
If you are suffering, boost morale, the same thing as me is going to happen to you.
If you fight like me and work like me, if you go out searching, continue on the street, sooner or later the blessing will fall.
Do it, my son, look for what is yours, because glory lives behind fear.
Light one up and say to yourself in the mirror: "If the lamp could do it, I can do it."
And you are skinnier and uglier, let's see I see the candlelight. Children of the neighborhood, I always believe you.
Yao. If they don't give it to you, give it to them. Don't get discouraged, don't lose faith either.
Move forward, be fair and behave well. Never bite the hand that feeds you.
The word is one that is worth more than a piece of paper.
Don't talk about anyone, let each person fight, but pray hard, hard, hard, because God hears you.
And rap gave it to me, Dad God gave it to me.
If you are suffering, boost morale, the same thing as me is going to happen to you.
If you fight like me and work like me, if you go out searching, continue on the street, sooner or later the blessing will fall.
Rap gave it to me, Dad gave it to me.
If you are suffering, boost morale, the same thing as me is going to happen to you.
If you fight like me and work like me, if you go out searching, continue on the street, sooner or later the blessing will fall.