Lyrics of Parao - Rubén Blades

Parao (original)

Hay quien ve la luz al final de su tunel
Y construye un nuevo tunel, pa' no ver
Y se queda entre lo oscuro, y se consume
Lamentando lo que nunca llegó a ser
Yo no fui el mejor ejemplo y te lo admito
Fácil es juzgar la noche al otro día;
Pero fui sincero, y éso sí lo grito
Que yo nunca he hipotecado al alma mía!
Si yo he vivido parao, ay que me entierren parao;
Si pagué el precio que paga el que no vive arrodillao!
La vida me ha restregao, pero jamás me ha planchao
En la buena y en la mala, voy con los dientes pelaos!
Sonriendo y de pie: siempre parao!
Las desgracias hacen fuerte al sentimiento
Si asimila cada golpe que ha aguantao
La memoria se convierte en un sustento
Celebrando cada rio que se ha cruzao
Me pregunto, cómo puede creerse vivo
El que existe pa' culpar a los demás?
Que se calle y que se salga del camino
Y que deje al resto del mundo caminar!
A mí me entierran parao
Ay, que me entierren parao!
Ahí te dejo mi sonrisa y todo lo que me han quitao
Lo que perdí no he llorao, si yo he vivido sobrao
Dando gracias por las cosas
Que en la ruta me he encontrao
Sumo y resto en carne propia
De mi conciencia abrazao
Parao!
aunque me haya equivocao
Aunque me hayan señalao
Parao!
en agua de luna mojao
Disfrutando la memoria de los rios que he cruzao
Aunque casi me haya ahogao, sigo parao!
Parao!

(translation)

There are those who see the light at the end of their tunnel
And he builds a new tunnel, so as not to see
And it stays in the dark, and is consumed
regretting what never came to be
I was not the best example and I admit it
It is easy to judge the night the next day;
But I was sincere, and I yell that
That I have never mortgaged my soul!
If I have lived forever, oh, let them bury me forever;
If I paid the price paid by those who do not live on their knees!
Life has rubbed me, but it has never ironed me
In the good and in the bad, I go with bare teeth!
Smiling and standing: I always stop!
misfortunes make feeling strong
If he assimilates each blow he has endured
Memory becomes a sustenance
Celebrating every river that has been crossed
I wonder how he can believe he's alive
The one that exists to blame others?
Shut up and get out of the way
And let the rest of the world walk!
They bury me for
Oh, let them bury me stop!
There I leave you my smile and everything that has been taken from me
What I lost I have not cried, if I have lived more than enough
giving thanks for things
That on the road I have found
Sumo and rest in own flesh
I hugged my conscience
stop!
even if i was wrong
Although they have pointed out to me
stop!
in wet moon water
Enjoying the memory of the rivers I have crossed
Even though I almost drowned, I'm still standing!
stop!