Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Camino Solo, artist - Big Soto.
Date of issue: 15.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Camino Solo(original) |
Por la calle camino y la soledad me acompaña |
Sin rumbo, sin destino alguno deambulo pensando |
Si quizás alguna persona a mí me extraña |
Son puras patrañas, yo sólo sigo imaginando |
Y viviendo, cada día pensando |
Que quizás las cosas algún día irán cambiando |
A veces es tanta tristeza la que cargo |
Pero sólo escribo para no descargarla llorando |
La vida es bella, eso lo sé perfectamente |
Y quien más que yo que la sabe disfrutar |
Pero no saben qué es pa' despejar la mente |
Ya que la soledad vive conmigo y no quiere escapar |
De mí, quizás es que tanto le agrado |
Y he notado que se mantiene fiel a mi compañía |
En las buenas y en las malas presente ha estado |
Siempre me acompañaría tarde, hasta en noches frías |
Amor, dime qué coño te ha pasado |
Pareciera que te encontraras en el abismo |
Pensaste tanto en ser bueno con los demás |
Que te moriste sin ser bueno contigo mismo |
Soy de esos que callan sus problemas |
Porque pienso que son cosas que yo mismo las manejo |
Esa persona que siempre bueno será |
Y a los que tienen problemas siempre le da hasta consejos |
Y yo sé que seguiré siendo así hasta viejo |
Y sí entendiste, mi camino es muy complejo |
Y aunque está lleno de problemas mi reflejo |
Yo sigo sonriente y coliando pa’lante, no me quejo |
Es que me vida quizás es muy complicada |
Igual me la vacilo sin creer en nada |
Y aunque yo me sienta tan solo |
Así solo camino y no haré algún tipo de parada |
Es que la vida es una sola |
Así estés solo, disfrútala bien, mi pana |
La vida es un abrir y cerrar de ojos |
Y nunca sabes lo que te esperará mañana |
Sólo son pensamientos en mi mente viva |
Que se plasman, y no se van con una brisa |
Debes entender que no puedes ir por la vida |
Regando penas y ni una sola sonrisa |
Para cantar no es necesario ser cantante |
Porque al cantar de color se cambia el matiz |
Para poder vivir no es necesario acompañarte |
Sólo hay que ser inteligente para poder ser feliz |
Yeah |
Es el Soto, nigga |
Whesly Producer, yeah |
Hecho súbito, nena |
(translation) |
I walk down the street and loneliness accompanies me |
Without direction, without any destination, I wander thinking |
If maybe someone misses me |
They are pure lies, I just keep imagining |
And living, every day thinking |
That perhaps things will one day change |
Sometimes it is so much sadness that I carry |
But I only write so as not to download it crying |
Life is beautiful, I know that perfectly |
And who more than me who knows how to enjoy it |
But they don't know what it is to clear their minds |
Since loneliness lives with me and does not want to escape |
About me, maybe it's that he likes me so much |
And I have noticed that he stays loyal to my company |
In the good times and in the bad times, he has been |
He would always join me late, even on cold nights |
Love, tell me what the hell happened to you |
It seems that you find yourself in the abyss |
You thought so much about being good to others |
That you died without being good to yourself |
I'm one of those who keep quiet about their problems |
Because I think they are things that I handle myself |
That person who will always be good |
And to those who have problems, he always gives advice |
And I know that I will continue to be like this until old |
And yes you understood, my path is very complex |
And although my reflection is full of problems |
I'm still smiling and going forward, I'm not complaining |
It is that my life is perhaps very complicated |
I still hesitate without believing in anything |
And even though I feel so alone |
So I just walk and I won't make any kind of stop |
It is that life is only one |
Even if you are alone, enjoy it well, my corduroy |
Life is a blink of an eye |
And you never know what will await you tomorrow |
They're just thoughts in my living mind |
They take shape, and they don't go away with a breeze |
You must understand that you cannot go through life |
Watering sorrows and not a single smile |
To sing it is not necessary to be a singer |
Because singing of color changes the hue |
In order to live it is not necessary to accompany you |
You just have to be smart to be happy |
yeah |
It's the Soto, nigga |
Wheesly Producer, yeah |
Sudden fact, baby |