Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Suelo Compararme, artist - Jarabe De Palo. Album song La Flaca, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 29.09.1996
Record label: Parlophone Spain
Song language: Spanish
No Suelo Compararme(original) |
Uno nunca ha pensado que sea un tipo importante, |
paseo por la vida sin pararme, |
uno no quiere ser mejor que nadie, |
y aunque eso est&e´de moda, no suelo compararme. |
Procuro andar tranquilo sin pisar al respetable, |
la discriminaci&o´n me quita el hambre, |
ah&i´va ese consejo de mi padre: |
si no sabes de algo, lo mejor es callarte. |
(estribillo) |
Uno es como es y no hay m&a´s de lo que ves; |
sigo mi camino que ya marc&o´el destino. |
Si tu hab&i´as cre&i´do que yo era un «echao p´alante», |
si a ti lo que te gusta es pasearme, |
si viste en mi a un caballero andante, |
pues me sabe mal decirte, que te has equivocado. |
Prefiero una botas a un zapato oscuro, |
y no cambio unos tejanos por un traje chungo; |
voy desafeitado, nunca llevo un duro, |
tambi&e´n se me cae el pelo como a todo el mundo. |
Si cre&i´ste que era un tipo alucinante, |
pues me sabe mal decirte que te has equivocado. |
Y dime quien te ha dicho, que soy un t&i´o importante. |
Y dime quien te ha dicho que soy alucinante. |
Y dime quien te ha dicho,… |
(translation) |
One has never thought that he is an important guy, |
walk through life without stopping, |
one does not want to be better than anyone, |
and although that is fashionable, I do not usually compare myself. |
I try to walk calmly without stepping on the respectable, |
discrimination takes away my hunger, |
There goes that advice from my father: |
if you don't know about something, it's best to shut up. |
(chorus) |
One is as it is and there is no more than what you see; |
I follow my path that already marked the destiny. |
If you had believed that I was a "chao p'alante", |
if what you like is to walk me, |
if you saw in me a knight errant, |
Well, he feels bad to tell you, that you were wrong. |
I prefer boots to a dark shoe, |
and I don't trade jeans for a crappy suit; |
I go unshaven, I never carry a hard, |
I also lose my hair like everyone else. |
If you thought he was an amazing guy, |
Well, I feel bad telling you that you were wrong. |
And tell me who told you that I'm an important guy. |
And tell me who told you I'm amazing. |
And tell me who told you... |