Translation of the song lyrics Ratones Coloraos - Sergio Contreras

Ratones Coloraos (original)

Ira Quintero
Que tu vas sobrao
Rescatando esos ratones coloraos
Ira Quintero
Que tu vas sobrao
Rescatando esos ratones coloraos
Naino naino nainona…
Cucha, cucha
Cucha la voz del loco
Y limpiate los mocos
Y no te comas el coco
Tiene razon
Esto es un mundo de locos
Te consume poco a poco
Siente la brisa
Y el aire fresco
De otra manera de pensar
De pasar ¿que no?
Siente el calor
Y la ilusion
De un mundo que puede ser
mejor ¿que no?
Que por vivir aqui, asi
No tienes que pedir perdon
Por eso alzo la voz del corazon
Por que en mi vida
Quiero mandar yo Ira tan solo yo Jesus Quintero
Aqui uno que te escucha
No dejes nunca la lucha
No pares de luchar
Y que nadie te pueda callar
Con tu manera de pensar
Ay un loco en la colina
Que escucharlo a mi me alegra
Se llama Jesus Quintero
Y si lo piensas
Majareta los demas
Ira Quintero
Que tu vas sobrao
Rescatando esos ratones coloraos
Ira Quintero
Que tu vas sobrao
Con los ratones coloraos
Los ratones coloraos
Un soplo de libertad
En esta sociedad de locos
En la que vamos como motos
Y no podemos ni respirar
Ni respirar aahh
Parate y respira hondo a fondo
Y fijate un pokito mas
En las cosas de verdad
No vivas a lo loko
Y sin cuidar a tu gente
A la amistad
Deja de aparentar
De figurar
Y vive de verdad
Con la sinceridad
A que vas a esperar
Si al final se te ira la via
Y te arrepentiras
Te digo lo que siento
Por que lo piento
y sigo viendo a Quintero
A ese loco de la colina
Que si lo miras de verdad
Majareta los demas
Ay un loco en la colina
Que escucharlo a mi me alegra
Se llama Jesus Quintero
Y si lo piensas
Majareta los demas
Naino nainanaino

(translation)

Ira Quintero
that you are left over
Rescuing those red mice
Ira Quintero
that you are left over
Rescuing those red mice
Naino naino nainona…
spoon, spoon
Hear the voice of the madman
And wipe your nose
And don't eat the coconut
Is right
This is a crazy world
It consumes you little by little
feel the breeze
and the fresh air
in another way of thinking
To pass, what not?
feel the heat
and the illusion
Of a world that can be
better, what not?
That for living here, like this
You don't have to apologize
That's why I raise the voice of the heart
why in my life
I want to send Ira only me Jesus Quintero
Here one who listens to you
never give up the fight
Don't stop fighting
And that no one can shut you up
with your way of thinking
There is a madman on the hill
That listening to it makes me happy
His name is Jesus Quintero
and if you think about it
madareta the others
Ira Quintero
that you are left over
Rescuing those red mice
Ira Quintero
that you are left over
with the red mice
the red mice
A breath of freedom
In this crazy society
In which we go like motorcycles
And we can't even breathe
Or breathe aahh
Stand up and take a deep breath
And look a little more
in the real things
Don't live crazy
And without taking care of your people
to friendship
stop pretending
to figure
and live for real
with sincerity
what are you waiting for
If in the end your way will go
and you will regret
I tell you what I feel
why do i think so
and I keep seeing Quintero
To that madman on the hill
What if you really look at it
madareta the others
There is a madman on the hill
That listening to it makes me happy
His name is Jesus Quintero
and if you think about it
madareta the others
naino nainanaino