Que Siga La Mata Dando
Mientras las matas siguen siempre dando
Muchos de ustedes están descansando
Me la navego siempre pa' todos lados
Pero eso sí, jamás miro pa' abajo
Pasan los años, tiempos correteando
Recuerdo ayer loqueando con los vatos
Éramos felices, no lo miramos
Pero ni modo de quedar callados
Pensando en cómo la gente ha cambiado
Ayer éramos siete, hoy solo cuatro
Mientras el tiempo va y va bien pasando
Te miras al espejo y vaya, hay cambios
Conocerás gente de todos modos
Unos critican, pero nacen sordos
Unos te admiran por todos tus logros
Y créanme que de esos ya hay muy pocos
Bien dice el corrido: Yo no he cambiado
Los pocos que era seguimos intactos
Pa' esos amigos de todo ha pasado
Solo los recuerdos siguen pasando
Un blunt del verde nos vamos rolando
Los verdaderos no van a negarlo
Un trago amargo al pecho apretado
Y brindemos por los que se olvidaron
Dicen que las matas se siguen dando
Y aunque no creas, mira, mira bien, vato
Hay gente corriente por todos lados
Tienes que cuidarte de los más falsos
Hoy brindo porque ya murió el pasado
Y en el futuro no sé pa sigamos
Si algo aprendí, es que hay amigos contados
Y siempre que siga la mata dando
Let the Weed Keep Going
While the plants keep on giving always
Many of you are resting
I navigate it always everywhere
But one thing, I never look down
Years go by, time running
I remember yesterday hanging out with the guys
We were happy, we didn't notice
But no way to stay silent
Thinking about how people have changed
Yesterday we were seven, today only four
While time goes by passing by
You look in the mirror and wow, there are changes
You will meet people anyway
Some criticize, but they are born deaf
Some admire you for all your achievements
And believe me, there are very few of those
The corrido says it well: I haven't changed
The few of us are still intact
For those friends everything has happened
Only memories keep passing by
A green blunt we start rolling
The real ones won't deny it
A bitter drink with a tight chest
And let's toast to those who have been forgotten
They say the plants keep on giving
And even if you don't believe it, look, look closely, man
There are ordinary people everywhere
You have to watch out for the most fake
Today I toast because the past has died
And in the future, I don't know if we'll continue
If I learned something, it's that true friends are few
And as long as the weed keeps going