Los Difuntos
Yo tuve una vision
no fue mala
como una voz que me hablaba
una sensacion sagrada.
Me decia que de mi socio
no me fiara
no hay familia
no hay amigos, no hay nada, nada..
Dijo que mucha de la gente
que mas aprecio
nota en su mirar desorecio
y no hay derecho.
A lo hecho, pecho
de cristal es su techo
lo que sube, baja
y el camino es bien estrecho.
Me dijo...
'son cosas del camino, mi hijo
y el que se mete contigo
se mete conmigo.
Mantenla cruda
directo al punto
y escribele algo Tego
en honor a los difuntos...'
A veces vale la pena
el hablar lo indispensable
hay quienes desaparecen
sin saber donde buscarles.
Esto es un comentario
sabes lo que digo
no necesito jurado
ni testigos.
Sigo con mi melodia
no sin aclarar,
que el que no esten con nosotros
dificulta el olvidar.
Pensando yo me sorprendo
de los que se han ido,
aunque de la hayan buscao
estaran conmigo.
Yo te llevo a ti en mi mente
aunque estes ausente.
ya paso bastante tiempo
y no comprendo tu suerte.
Ahora Calde continua
directo al asunto
en honor a los hermanos
que no pueden estar juntos.
(coro)
Como en todo funeral
hubo llanto verdadero
con la excepcion de cobardes
que alli fueron y fingieron
La mayoria de su gente
justicia exigian
mientras su madre lloraba
y al Nazareno pedia.
Como en todo funeral
nunca falta un charlatan
que quiere reir
en vez de llorar.
Tampoco puede faltar
el que jura va a vengar
y no tiene metal
ni Bulova pa'jalar.
Se sabe que el dinero
es motivo escencial
no solo en Puerto Rico
es problema mundial
El pobre habe lo imposible
pa unos pesos ganarse
olvidarse del gobierno
y un dia lograr montarse
No hay tiempo para venganza
ni pa santimentalismos
si en la vida quieres algo
consiguelo por ti mismo
El tiempo esta a tu favor
el exito por ti espera
actua prudentemente
paciencia y cautela
Lo bueno no llega facil
hay que ser perseverante
si las cosas salen mal
tu manten el mismo plante.
Pa la proxima ya sabes
haz tu plan y luego actua
brinda lo mejor de ti
antes de tu sepultura.
La vida es corta
hay que aprovecharla
cuando se va
no hay como regresarla.
To lo que uno desea
es mucha calma y quitud
cuando es un ser querido
quien va dentro del ataud.
Nadie nunca se apiada
del dolor ajeno
una manta por encima
y te dejan en el suelo.
Tal vez un lugar
una frase, un refran
te hagan recordar
a los que vienen y van.
Solo hay algo seguro
en esta jungla,
envidia, hipocrecia,
lleva a la tumba.
Ojo por ojo
es nuestra naturaleza.
pero al caido, quien lo levanta,
quien lo regresa.
(coro)
Como en todo funeral
hubo llanto verdadero
con la excepcion de cobardes
que alli fueron y fingieron
La mayoria de su gente
justicia exigian
mientras su madre lloraba
y al Nazareno pedia.
Como en todo funeral
nunca falta un charlatan
que quiere reir
en vez de llorar.
Tampoco puede faltar
el que jura va a vengar
y no tiene metal
ni Bulova pa'jalar.
The Deceased
I had a vision
it wasn't bad
like a voice speaking to me
a sacred sensation.
It told me not to trust
my partner
there's no family
no friends, nothing, nothing..
It said that many of the people
I appreciate the most
show in their gaze disrespect
and it's not right.
What's done is done
their ceiling is glass
what goes up, comes down
and the path is very narrow.
It told me...
'these are things of the road, my son
and whoever messes with you
messes with me.
Keep it raw
straight to the point
and write something Tego
in honor of the deceased...'
Sometimes it's worth
speaking only the essentials
there are those who disappear
without knowing where to find them.
This is a comment
you know what I mean
I don't need a jury
or witnesses.
I continue with my melody
not without clarifying
that their absence
makes forgetting difficult.
Thinking, I am surprised
by those who have gone
even if they were sought
they will be with me.
I carry you in my mind
even if you're absent.
It's been quite some time
and I don't understand your fate.
Now Calde continues
straight to the point
in honor of the brothers
who can't be together.
(chorus)
Like in every funeral
there was genuine crying
with the exception of cowards
who were there and pretended
Most of their people
demanded justice
while their mother cried
and prayed to the Nazarene.
Like in every funeral
there's never a lack of a charlatan
who wants to laugh
instead of cry.
Nor can it be missing
the one who swears to avenge
and has no money
or Bulova to show off.
It's known that money
is an essential motive
not only in Puerto Rico
it's a worldwide problem.
The poor do the impossible
to earn a few pesos
forget about the government
and one day make it.
There's no time for revenge
or sentimentality
if you want something in life
get it yourself.
Time is on your side
success awaits you
act wisely
patience and caution.
Good things don't come easy
you have to be persistent
if things go wrong
keep the same stance.
For next time you know
make your plan and then act
give your best
before your burial.
Life is short
you have to make the most of it
when it's gone
there's no turning back.
All one desires
is calm and peace
when a loved one
is inside the coffin.
No one ever pities
another's pain
a blanket over you
and they leave you on the ground.
Maybe a place
a phrase, a saying
can make you remember
those who come and go.
There's only one thing certain
in this jungle,
envy, hypocrisy,
lead to the grave.
An eye for an eye
is our nature.
but for the fallen, who lifts them up,
who brings them back.
(chorus)
Like in every funeral
there was genuine crying
with the exception of cowards
who were there and pretended
Most of their people
demanded justice
while their mother cried
and prayed to the Nazarene.
Like in every funeral
there's never a lack of a charlatan
who wants to laugh
instead of cry.
Nor can it be missing
the one who swears to avenge
and has no money
or Bulova to show off.