Lyrics of Yo He Nacío - Dellafuente

Yo He Nacío (original)

Que se dejen de pegote ya
Y de tanta fama y de tal
Porque es pa' na'
Porque nos vamos a morir to’s
Pero muérete con esa alegría
Porque, es lo que digo yo
Me voy a morir pero
A ver quien me va a decir a mi
A mi, que me han presta’o na'
Tú lo que me has presta’o te lo he paga’o, hombre, no veas tú, menuda tontería
Yo me busco la vida solo
No necesito a nadie
'Tamos comiendo en la mesa
Y salen temas hablando de tumores
Si ha baja’o la delincuencia
Deben de darle gracias a lo' interiores
Nunca digo na'
Porque pocos se libran de ser pecadores
Lo malo de la vida
Es que no viene con las instrucciones
Yo he nací'o rodea’o de gente guerrera
Que saben buscarse la vida
Y saben limpiar escaleras
Nunca he sí'o lo que no merece la pena
A mí no me gusta la droga
Prefiero llenar la nevera
Fregando los platos pensando (Oh)
Camino al millón progresando
Yo no creo en dios (No)
No pienso que nadie me esté allí esperando
Aquí somos iguales (Iguales)
Dejad los espejos, mirad los cristales
Hablo de corazón (Corazón), transparente
Sin efectos especiales
Si yo muero mañana
Quiero que sepan que:
No me gusta la fama, tampoco la busqué
Si yo muero mañana
No me olvides mujer
No te quedes en la cama
Que solo se vive una vez
'Tamos comiendo en la mesa
Y salen temas hablando de tumores
Si ha baja’o la delincuencia
Deben de darle gracias a lo' interiores
Nunca digo na'
Porque pocos se libran de ser pecadores
Lo malo de la vida
Es que no viene con las instrucciones
Yo he nací'o rodea’o de gente guerrera
Que saben buscarse la vida
Y saben limpiar escaleras
Nunca he sí'o lo que no merece la pena
A mí no me gusta la droga
Prefiero llenar la nevera
'Tamos comiendo en la mesa
Y salen temas hablando de tumores
Si ha baja’o la delincuencia
Deben de darle gracias a lo' interiores
Nunca digo na'
Porque pocos se libran de ser pecadores
Lo malo de la vida
Es que no viene con las instrucciones
'Tamos comiendo en la mesa
Y salen temas hablando de butrones
Si ha baja’o la delincuencia
Deben de darle gracias a lo' interiores
Nunca digo na'
Porque pocos se libran de ser pecadores
Lo malo de la vida
Es que no viene con las instruc-ciones

(translation)

That they stop clumping now
And so famous and so
Because it's pa 'na'
Because we are all going to die
But die with that joy
Because that's what I say
I'm going to die but
Let's see who is going to tell me
To me, they have lent me nothing
What you have lent me I have paid you, man, don't you see, what nonsense
I look for life alone
I do not need anyone
'We are eating at the table
And there are topics talking about tumors
If the delinquency has gone down
They must give thanks to the 'interiors
I never say anything
Because few are free from being sinners
The bad of life
It doesn't come with the instructions
I was born surrounded by warrior people
who know how to look for life
And they know how to clean stairs
I have never yes'or what is not worth it
I don't like drugs
I prefer to fill the fridge
Doing the dishes thinking (Oh)
Road to a million progressing
I do not believe in god (No)
I don't think anyone is there waiting for me
Here we are equal (Equal)
Leave the mirrors, look at the crystals
I speak of heart (Heart), transparent
no special effects
if i die tomorrow
I want you to know that:
I don't like fame, I didn't look for it either
if i die tomorrow
forget me not woman
don't stay in bed
that you only live once
'We are eating at the table
And there are topics talking about tumors
If the delinquency has gone down
They must give thanks to the 'interiors
I never say anything
Because few are free from being sinners
The bad of life
It doesn't come with the instructions
I was born surrounded by warrior people
who know how to look for life
And they know how to clean stairs
I have never yes'or what is not worth it
I don't like drugs
I prefer to fill the fridge
'We are eating at the table
And there are topics talking about tumors
If the delinquency has gone down
They must give thanks to the 'interiors
I never say anything
Because few are free from being sinners
The bad of life
It doesn't come with the instructions
'We are eating at the table
And there are topics talking about butrones
If the delinquency has gone down
They must give thanks to the 'interiors
I never say anything
Because few are free from being sinners
The bad of life
It is that it does not come with the instructions