El Son Del Tren
Oye, en la rutina de la vida estamos, cómo?
Son del tren que recorre por la mañanita
Que sale pitando y se va volando,
Voy a paso muy lento llevando la carga con mucho alimento,
Que va pa’ el mercado, voy cargado de limones,
También llevo las naranjas, aguacates y melones;
Pero yo no me detengo en la altura del camino,
Porque busco mi destino
Son del tren del camino que ha perdido su destino
Soy viajero que lleva a la espalda su condena
Son de la vida dura sin esperanza ninguna
Son del pobre viajero que marco su derrotero
[Musica]
Ven te invito a mi ruta para que conozcas el son
De mi vida ardiente y gozosa,
Voy subiendo muy lento por la cordillera
Pero voy contento porque alguien me espera,
En medio de la aventura voy sonriéndole a la vida
Aunque no tenga fortuna,
Pero yo no me detengo en la altura del camino
Porque busco mi destino
Son del tren del camino que ha perdido su destino
Soy viajero que lleva a la espalda su condena
Son de la vida dura sin esperanza ninguna
Son del pobre viajero que marco su derrotero (bis)
[Salsibiri]
Son de la vida dura, en medio de mi aventura,
Son de la vida dura, aunque no tengo fortuna tú ves.
Son de la vida dura,
Al son de la vida dura,
Son de la vida dura,
Son, son, son, son, pero que vacilón (bis)
Son del tren del camino que ha perdido su destino
Soy viajero que lleva a la espalda su condena
Son de la vida dura sin esperanza ninguna
Son del pobre viajero que marco su derrotero.
The Train's Sound
Listen, in the routine of life we are, how?
Sound of the train that travels in the early morning
That leaves whistling and flies away,
I go very slowly carrying the load with a lot of food,
That goes to the market, I'm loaded with lemons,
I also carry oranges, avocados, and melons;
But I don't stop at the height of the road,
Because I seek my destiny
Sound of the train of the road that has lost its destination
I am a traveler carrying his sentence on his back
Sounds of hard life without any hope
Sounds of the poor traveler who marked his course
[Music]
Come, I invite you to my route so you can know the sound
Of my burning and joyful life,
I'm climbing very slowly through the mountains
But I'm happy because someone is waiting for me,
In the middle of the adventure, I smile at life
Even if I don't have fortune,
But I don't stop at the height of the road
Because I seek my destiny
Sound of the train of the road that has lost its destination
I am a traveler carrying his sentence on his back
Sounds of hard life without any hope
Sounds of the poor traveler who marked his course (repeat)
[Salsibiri]
Sounds of hard life, in the middle of my adventure,
Sounds of hard life, even if I don't have fortune you see.
Sounds of hard life,
To the sound of hard life,
Sounds of hard life,
Sounds, sounds, sounds, sounds, but what a blast (repeat)
Sound of the train of the road that has lost its destination
I am a traveler carrying his sentence on his back
Sounds of hard life without any hope
Sounds of the poor traveler who marked his course.