No Suelo Compararme
Uno nunca ha pensado que sea un tipo importante,
paseo por la vida sin pararme,
uno no quiere ser mejor que nadie,
y aunque eso esté de moda, no suelo compararme.
Procuro andar tranquilo sin pisar al respetable,
la discriminación me quita el hambre,
ahí va ese consejo de mi padre:
si no sabes de algo, lo mejor es callarte. (Estribillo)
Uno es como es y no hay más de lo que ves;
sigo mi camino que ya marcó el destino.
Si tu habías creído que yo era un "echao p´alante",
si a ti lo que te gusta es pasearme,
si viste en mí a un caballero andante,
pues me sabe mal decirte, que te has equivocado.
Prefiero una botas a un zapato oscuro,
y no cambio unos tejanos por un traje chungo;
voy desafeitado, nunca llevo un duro,
también se me cae el pelo como a todo el mundo.
Si creiste que era un tipo alucinante,
pues me sabe mal decirte que te has equivocado.
Y dime quien te ha dicho, que soy un tio importante.
Y dime quien te ha dicho que soy alucinante.
Y dime quien te ha dicho,...
I Don't Usually Compare Myself
One has never thought of being an important guy,
I walk through life without stopping,
One doesn't want to be better than anyone,
And even though that's trendy, I don't usually compare myself.
I try to walk calmly without stepping on the respectable,
Discrimination takes away my hunger,
Here comes that advice from my father:
If you don't know about something, it's best to keep quiet. (Chorus)
One is as one is and there's no more than what you see;
I follow my path that destiny has already marked.
If you had believed that I was a forward-thinking guy,
If what you like is to show me off,
If you saw in me a knight errant,
Well, I'm sorry to tell you, you got it wrong.
I prefer boots to dark shoes,
And I don't trade jeans for a lousy suit;
I go unshaven, never have much money,
My hair also falls out like everyone else's.
If you thought I was an amazing guy,
Well, I'm sorry to tell you that you got it wrong.
And tell me who told you I'm an important guy.
And tell me who told you I'm amazing.
And tell me who told you...