
Date of issue: 19.09.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Colegas(original) |
Uh, na na na |
Uh, na na na |
Nene, yo no te veo como moneda de cambio |
Y toda esa peña te quiere en estadios, no me sorprende ni un mínimo |
Sé que no te comen el tarro, y eso que llevas el talento implícito |
Les das la mano y te cogen el brazo |
No sé si te quieren, pero quieren algo |
Y en tu ADN hay dinero grabado |
Para el mundo, tus genes han sido un regalo |
Y eso que casi los has descartado |
Tus cuerdas autoras de un crimen perfecto |
Por tu garganta muchos han matado |
Nadie te puede tachar de sobrado |
Eres lo más puro que yo he presenciado |
Si no te da pa' comprarte un tejado |
Yo en nuestro banco te invito a un helado |
Pa' recordarte que nada ha cambiado (Uh, uh) |
Que sigues siendo mi hermano, sabes que en mi mesa no falta tu plato |
Y que a mi perro le encanta tu gato |
Y que si sé gasta tu suela, sabes de sobra que tienes mi zapato |
Soy tu colega |
Cuando mueren las risas dime, ¿Quién se queda? |
Y no lo hace pa' llamar tu atención |
Soy tu colega |
Cuando todo son prisas dime, ¿Quién se frena? |
Porque se te ha desatado un cordón |
Soy tu colega |
Cuando cambia la brisa solo veo veletas |
Se arriman al calor que da tu sol |
Soy tu colega |
¿Por cuántos pones las manos y nunca te quemas? |
Los pocos que no han probado tu rencor |
Soy tu colega |
Queriendo nombrarte hasta aquí, en la pecera |
Mis grises han pillado tu color |
Soy tu colega |
Me la suda si hay ocho, que si hay ochenta |
Prometo corearte la canción |
Prometo corearte la canción |
Umm, umm |
Nene, recuerda cuando pises el escenario |
Que estas pisando por todos aquellos |
Que se inundan a diario |
Vomitan en folios su desasosiego |
Ahogados en copas, tricomas y labios |
Mezclando el ron con las penas de antaño |
Mueven el alma que habita en los barrios |
Jarabe pal' body, fruto del desgarro |
Tan enamorada de tus ojos sabios |
De tus cimientos y de tus peldaños |
De lo poquito que duele a tu lado |
No estar en paz con mi puto pasado |
Se que a tu verita, nada de esto ha cambiado |
Hasta la médula siempre has calado |
Si no te da pa' comprarte un tejado |
Yo en nuestro banco te invito a un helado |
Pa' recordarte que nada ha cambiado |
Que sigues siendo mi hermano, sabes que en mi mesa no falta tu plato |
Y que a mi perro le encanta tu gato |
Y que si se gasta tu suela, sabes de sobra que tienes mi zapato |
Soy tu colega |
Cuando mueren las risas dime, ¿Quién se queda? |
Y no lo hace pa' llamar tu atención |
Soy tu colega |
Cuando todo son prisas dime, ¿Quién se frena? |
Porque se te ha desatado un cordón |
Soy tu colega |
Cuando cambia la brisa solo veo veletas |
Se arriman al calor que da tu sol |
Soy tu colega |
¿Por cuántos pones las manos y nunca te quemas? |
Los pocos que no han probado tu rencor |
Soy tu colega |
Queriendo nombrarte hasta aquí, en la pecera |
Mis grises han pillado tu color |
Soy tu colega |
Me la suda si hay ocho, que si hay ochenta |
Prometo corearte la canción |
Prometo corearte la canción |
Umm, umm |
(Ya estaría) |
(translation) |
Uh, na na na |
Uh, na na na |
Baby, I don't see you as a bargaining chip |
And all that rock wants you in stadiums, I'm not surprised at all |
I know they don't eat the jar, and that you have the implicit talent |
You shake their hand and they take your arm |
I don't know if they love you, but they want something |
And in your DNA there is money engraved |
To the world, your genes have been a gift |
And that you have almost discarded them |
Your chords authors of a perfect crime |
For your throat many have killed |
No one can cross you out |
You are the purest thing I have ever witnessed |
If it doesn't give you to buy a roof |
In our bank I invite you to an ice cream |
To remind you that nothing has changed (Uh, uh) |
That you are still my brother, you know that your plate is not missing at my table |
And that my dog loves your cat |
And that if I know your sole wears out, you know very well that you have my shoe |
I am your colleague |
When the laughter dies, tell me, who stays? |
And he doesn't do it to get your attention |
I am your colleague |
When everything is in a hurry, tell me, who stops? |
Because a cord has been untied |
I am your colleague |
When the breeze changes I only see weather vanes |
They get close to the heat that your sun gives |
I am your colleague |
How many do you put your hands on and never get burned? |
The few who have not tasted your grudge |
I am your colleague |
Wanting to name you up to here, in the fishbowl |
My grays have caught your color |
I am your colleague |
I sweat it if there are eight, what if there are eighty |
I promise to sing you the song |
I promise to sing you the song |
umm umm |
Baby, remember when you step on the stage |
What are you stepping on for all those |
that are flooded daily |
They vomit their restlessness in sheets |
Drowned in cups, trichomes and lips |
Mixing the rum with the sorrows of yesteryear |
They move the soul that lives in the neighborhoods |
Syrup pal' body, fruit of the tear |
So in love with your knowing eyes |
Of your foundations and your steps |
How little it hurts by your side |
Not be at peace with my fucking past |
I know that to your truth, none of this has changed |
To the marrow you have always penetrated |
If it doesn't give you to buy a roof |
In our bank I invite you to an ice cream |
To remind you that nothing has changed |
That you are still my brother, you know that your plate is not missing at my table |
And that my dog loves your cat |
And that if your sole wears out, you know very well that you have my shoe |
I am your colleague |
When the laughter dies, tell me, who stays? |
And he doesn't do it to get your attention |
I am your colleague |
When everything is in a hurry, tell me, who stops? |
Because a cord has been untied |
I am your colleague |
When the breeze changes I only see weather vanes |
They get close to the heat that your sun gives |
I am your colleague |
How many do you put your hands on and never get burned? |
The few who have not tasted your grudge |
I am your colleague |
Wanting to name you up to here, in the fishbowl |
My grays have caught your color |
I am your colleague |
I sweat it if there are eight, what if there are eighty |
I promise to sing you the song |
I promise to sing you the song |
umm umm |
(I would already be) |