Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sonando Despierto, artist - Willie Colón. Album song A Man and His Music: The Player, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Record label: Concord, Craft
Song language: Spanish
Sonando Despierto(original) |
soñando despierto. |
es que ta claro. |
todo comenzo en el barrio |
metiendome un bate pa estar en arrebatos |
pero por la puerta pa otra droga |
y malos ratos si que el tiempo fue ingrato |
aun la sonrisa tendra dolor de corazon |
es que muchas cosas en el barrio caretas son |
tengo razon pa meter mi flow pues el talento viene de DiOz! |
sacate la mascara y asi veras que querias elegante, |
pues aqui vino el que trajo guante y al que caiga |
que se lo chante no seas guillao de maliante. |
siempre he vivido del mal a su lao' |
la calle me ha enseñao' tambien me ha tumbaO' |
ya no soy barretiao' de maton. |
por que lo que ayer sembraste lo cosechaste, |
aqui llego el que andubo mucho mas de 8 millas |
te siembro la semilla, la palabra es viDa |
ya deje con el padre que me de el poder pa transmitirlo |
hoy me movio, hoy el que liriquea es mi don |
y mi llamamiento irrebocables son, |
sal y luce esos suecos, |
que se escuche la vos y la del buen pastor |
he tirao cocaina he fumao he fumao bOom, |
el cani, rojita y material tumbero, |
tambien he sido bembero, los roseadito, |
los pintaitos, la penca y los pericos; |
he conocio los kui kui’s, los atitos, |
que pa algunos son bien ricos, ahi benditos. |
la calle y el delito son como hermanos |
yo lo he vito' y hasta ahora existo. |
si tu creias que hierba mala nunca muere. |
estas soñando despierto. |
si tu creias que hierba mala nunca muere. |
estas soñando despierto. |
((BoOm))muchas cosas pa cantarte, muchas |
cosas pa contarte, |
es que en ese mundo ahi que tener verdadero guante |
llega el punto que tenga que quebrarte y la nenas degradarse |
yo lo se. |
yo lo experimente |
que nadie me lo cuente por que yo lo se |
es que el que no ha vivido esto por favor |
no juzgue mi hermanito que son de hierro. |
por que muchos kieren salirse, pero cuando el |
dengue viene agarrate que solo la miseria los detiene, |
este es un mundo que a nadie le conviene, |
oye nene en ese mundo vagabundo |
entre el espiritu y la carne hay un abismo muy profundo |
y en medio una tormenta que lo lleva dia dia la quina |
que ellos fomentan. |
oye nene no canto lo que te entretiene si regrese pa cantar lo |
que te conviene. |
vas en un viaje que solo cristo lo detiene |
y en el vicio te mantienes. |
que pena, pena, penita, pena |
ver mi barrio perdido de esa manera |
oye morena nera sube a la azotea y mira |
que mi Cristo brega |
oyeme anda date un break |
sumba pa lante como el elefante es elegante |
no busques que malograrte hasta por la mañana |
de esa manera el diablo te engaña |
no extraña araña que siendo mosca no me reconoscas |
diciendo palabras que provocan pero si sales tu |
a mi me toca por que |
yo se que tu vives la vida loca. |
si tu creias que hierba mala nunca muere. |
estas soñando despierto. |
si tu creias que hierba mala nunca muere. |
estas soñando despierto. |
la roca tuya la roca mia es que |
la tuya la venden 5 gramos pa arriba. |
que maldicen desde el que la vende hasta el |
que la consume. |
dejame darte un resumen. |
como el que pone tienda en la esquina |
y su barreta es que vende golosinas |
mas su comercio es la venta de cocaina |
que le vende 5 maracas el paco a la niña |
y cuando esta se vuelve adicta se hecha grasa |
diciendo como la abran criado en su casa |
cuando fuiste tu el que le dio cuerda no te acuerdas |
vela por la perla. |
teniendo hna, esposa, hijas |
que sobre ellas no caiga esta oferta |
por que maldicion es lo que pones a la venta |
estate alerta que Dios le mete al que no respeta. |
es que lo unico que quiero que entiendan |
es que la roca mia no la sigo por ciencia, ni |
filosofia sino preguntale a maria quien tambien cambio su vida |
es que estoy seguro es que la roca mia es la que |
guia mi vida y mi existencia, |
te lo digo por experiencia, bajo su excelencia |
con Cristo a mi dieztra no hay quien me detenga |
asi que entren que caben 100 |
50 paraos, 50 de pie. |
por que de Cristo viene mi fe y esa es la semilla que traje |
a tu day. |
(translation) |
daydreaming. |
it's that clear. |
it all started in the neighborhood |
putting a bat in to be in outbursts |
but through the door for another drug |
and bad times if the time was ungrateful |
even the smile will have heartache |
is that many things in the caretas neighborhood are |
I'm right to put my flow in because the talent comes from DiOz! |
take off your mask and you will see that you wanted elegant, |
Well, here came the one who brought a glove and whoever falls |
let him know, don't be guillao de maliante. |
I have always lived from evil at his side |
the street has taught me 'it has also graved me' |
I'm no longer a bully barretiao. |
because what you sowed yesterday you reaped, |
here came the one who walked much more than 8 miles |
I sow the seed, the word is life |
I already left with the father to give me the power to transmit it |
today I moved, today the one who lyric is my gift |
and my irrevocable appeal are, |
come out and show off those swedes, |
Let your voice and that of the good shepherd be heard |
I shot cocaine I smoked I smoked boom, |
the cani, red and tumbero material, |
I have also been a bembero, the roseaditos, |
the pintaitos, the penca and the parakeets; |
I have met the kui kui's, the atitos, |
that some are very rich, there blessed. |
the street and the crime are like brothers |
I have seen it and until now I exist. |
if you believed that bad grass never dies. |
you're daydreaming |
if you believed that bad grass never dies. |
you're daydreaming |
((BoOm)) many things to sing to you, many |
things to tell you, |
is that in that world you have to have a real glove |
the point comes when I have to break you and the girls degrade |
I know it. |
I experienced it |
that no one tell me because I know |
is that the one who has not lived this please |
do not judge my little brother that they are made of iron. |
because many want to leave, but when the |
dengue is coming hold on tight that only misery stops them, |
this is a world that suits no one, |
hey baby in that wandering world |
between the spirit and the flesh there is a very deep abyss |
and in the middle a storm that takes him day by day the quinine |
that they encourage. |
hey baby I don't sing what entertains you if I come back to sing what |
that suits you |
you are going on a journey that only christ can stop it |
and in vice you remain. |
what a pity, pity, pity, pity |
see my lost neighborhood that way |
hey brunette nera goes up to the roof and looks |
that my Christ struggles |
Hey, come on, give yourself a break |
sumba pa lante as the elephant is elegant |
do not look for something to spoil you until the morning |
that way the devil deceives you |
no strange spider that being a fly you do not recognize me |
saying words that provoke but if you go out |
it's up to me why |
I know that you live the crazy life. |
if you believed that bad grass never dies. |
you're daydreaming |
if you believed that bad grass never dies. |
you're daydreaming |
your rock my rock is that |
yours is sold 5 grams above. |
who curse from the one who sells it to the |
that consumes it. |
let me give you a summary. |
like the one who puts a store on the corner |
and his trick is that he sells candy |
but his trade with him is the sale of cocaine |
that the paco sells 5 maracas to the girl |
and when she is she becomes addicted she becomes fat |
Saying how they open it, servant in their house |
when you were the one who wound him up, don't you remember |
watch over the pearl |
having sister, wife, daughters |
that this offer does not fall on them |
why the hell is what you put up for sale |
be alert that God puts the one who does not respect. |
is that the only thing I want you to understand |
is that I do not follow my rock for science, nor |
philosophy but ask maria who also changed her life |
is that I am sure is that my rock is the one that |
guide my life and my existence, |
I tell you from experience, under his excellency |
with Christ at my right hand there is no one to stop me |
so enter that 100 fit |
50 standing, 50 standing. |
because my faith comes from Christ and that is the seed that I brought |
to your day. |