LYRICS
The lyrics of our debut album SIN PARAR, are presented here in español and ingles. The translations are presented as literal as possible. In some cases, we adjusted the translation for the context of the song, but we feel that we provide as true a translation as possible.
We decided to only translate verses and choruses and leave out the singer's responses to the choruses (soneos) as these are meant to be vibrant and alive in our genre and often change from performance to performance. We also left out Afinao and Somos LPT. Why? Why not? - LPT
All lyrics © 2020 LPT Salsa
GUERRA GUERRA
La marea baja y sube.
Sube mas que baja
para nunca retirar.
Hay problemas que instigar
Y la meta alcanzar.
El que compra fuerza paga,
paga por la nubes
pero siempre gana mas.
Que rico esta, que rico esta, oye que rico esta.
El sargento se acomoda
La pelea esta de moda
La juventud es coda
y el pueblo pagara.
La noticia vende pena
La primera plana llena
tranquilidad ajena.
Guerra, Guerra
y la paz no llega
WAR WAR
The tide falls and rises
It rises more than it falls
Never to retreat
There are problems to instigate
And the goal to reach.
Whomever buys strength pays,
Pays through the clouds
But always wins back more
How rich it is, how rich it is, oh how rich it is.
The sergeant lines up
Fighting is the new style
The youth is the coda
And the public with pay. The public always pays
The news sells misery
The front page is full
Peace is foreign.
War, War
And peace never arrives.
LLEGAR TARDE
El amor no espera a nadie
así que es bueno
que no llegues tarde
Se va sin mirar
a quien deja atrasa
solo estará, sin peso de amar
A lo mejor prefiero llegar tarde.
Escucha bien este mensaje
yo me apuesto que ya lo sabes
No gastes tu tiempo el amor pasajero
Toma el volante y echa pa' lante
que tu tiempo mucho vale.
Quiereme si tienes ganas
Pero si no, de aquí tu te largas
Mujer
ARRIVE LATE
Love doesn’t wait for anyone
So it’s a good thing
Not to arrive late
It leaves without looking
At who it leaves behind
You’ll be alone, without the weight of loving
Maybe I prefer to arrive late.
Listen up to this message
I’ll bet you already know it
Don’t waste your time with passing love
Take the wheel and move on forward
Cause your time is valuable
Love me if you’re willing
But if not, then break on out of here
Woman
LOS BRAVOS
Como hay guapo por ahí
Así se creen
Son mas rollo que película
Que barbaridad
La verdad
Es que son un paquete de maní
No los comemos todos sin sal
Y sin pensar
Montón de feos
No les creo
Quedan mal
Si vinieron a buscar
Cojan calle
Los vamos a cerrar
Porque cuantas hay que dar
Y detallar
No sean bruto
Estén seguros
Antes de brincar
De un paso pa’ dos por aquí
No van avanzar
Te negamos convicción
Del Corazón
Un entierro
Y tu sin vela
Y velaran
Que el que pide un poco de caldo
Dos tazas le dan
Por aquí
No hay nada para ti
THE BADASSES
Look at all the tough guys around here
At least they seem to think they are
They’re more filmroll than movie
How outlandish
The truth
Is that you’re all just a pack of peanuts
We eat y’all up without salt
And without thinking
Bunch of uglies
I don’t believe you
You stay wrong
If you came looking
Hit the road
Cause we gonna close you down.
Because you gotta give account
And details
Don’t act dumb
Better be sure
Before you jump
From one step to two around here
You won’t advance
We negate the conviction
Of your heart
A burial
And you ain’t got a candle
And you will see
Whoever asks for a little bit of broth
Gets two cups full.
Around here
There ain’t nothing for you.
DON MANUEL
Don Manuel empezó su vida con la chispa de avanzar
Como muchacho no era tímido sin miedo de trabajar
El tipo era inteligente pero con un chispin de maldad
Cuando vendió su primer cinquillo se dio de cuanta que se iba a forrar
Mas que'l dinero el gozaba la villanía y el alborotar
El avance es sencillo - ser el primero a disparar
Siempre andaba con una bala por si hay problemas que terminar
Con todos en la línea el dinero empezó a entrar
Las fiestas eran corridas si quería un trago se compraba el bar
Le sobraban las amistades pero la envidia empezó a llegar
La confianza era gratis para aquellos que le fueron fiel
a los atrevidos le regalaba La Bala de Don Manuel
Héroe de los fugitivos, los sinvergüenzas y los títeres
Pero siempre se descuida el que invencible se cree
Y donde hay montón de dinero, siempre hay mala fe
El fin se acercaba a Don Manuel envuelto en el amanecer
Uno de su fieles teniente se llego a vender (chivaton)
Cuando ya la policía estaba en cima el pudo correr
Se encontró sin remedio y el mismo hayo La bala de Don Manuel
Cuando lo encontraron muerto, ella sola estaba con el
Siempre lista en zona
La bala de Don Manuel
Cuando le llego su hora
Ella sola estaban con el
DON MANUEL
Don Manuel started his life with the spark to move ahead
As a kid he wasn’t shy and he wasn’t scared to work
The dude was intelligent with a lil’ bit of mischief
When he sold his first nickel, he realized he was gonna be loaded
More than the money, he enjoyed villainy and the ruckus
Advancing is simple – just be the first to shoot
He always carried a bullet just in case there were problems he had to finish
With everyone in line, the money started coming in
The parties were nonstop, if he wanted a drink, he’d buy the whole bar
He had more than enough friends, but envy began to arrive
Trust was free to those that were loyal
The daring got Don Manuel’s bullet
Hero to the fugitives, the scoundrels and the young punks
But whomever believes themselves invincible always gets sloppy
And where there’s a bunch of money, there’s always bath faith.
The end arrived to Don Manuel wrapped in daybreak
One of his loyal lieutenants sold him out (rat)
When the cops were almost on top of him, he ran
But with no other options, he found Don Manuel’s bullet.
When they found him dead, she was the only one with him.
Always ready in the zone
Don Manuel’s bullet
When his time arrived
She was the only one with him
SIN PARAR
Retratao y posteao
Ya esta todo grabao
Te aseguras de frente
Y te velan de lao
Procesar la función
Sin temor a la acción
Con solo pensarlo
Tocan tu canción
La máquina marcha
No hay quien pararla
Persona empeñada
La clave grabada
No importa el asunto
Lo tuyo del mundo
sonrisa del post
Te hunde al profundo
Escrito con tiza
Y muerto de la riza
Porque el encargado
Es el que banderiza
Te dan de beber
Y un chin-chin de comer
Y tu en la rueda
Te vas a correr
Persigues la plata
Te pagan con lata
Y tu bien contento
Porque "Que bien me tratan"
Te meten el pies
Te botan después
Te hacen creer
Que tu culpa fue
La máquina atraca sin para
Corre que corre no hay mas na
NO STOPPING
Photographed and Posted
Everything recorded
You secure yourself from the front
And they watch you from the side
Process the function
Without fear of the action
With just a thought
They play your favorite song
The machine marches
With no one to stop it
The person is pawned
The password recorded
The situation doesn’t matter
What yours belongs to the world
The smile in your post
Sinks you into the deep
Written with chalk
And dying of laughter
Because the one in charge
Is the same one that organizes the unions
They give you a drink
And a little to eat
And your off to the wheel
to run
You chase silver
They pay you in aluminum
And you’re very happy
Because “Look how well they treat me.”
They stick a foot in you
They fire you
They make you believe
It was your fault
The machine marches non-stop
Run, run because there’s nothing else
MALA MENTIRA
Cuanto me agita
Esa mala mentira
Repetida una y otra vez
Le tengo envidia
A la vida tranquila
Que yo tenia
Antes de tenerte a ti
Fue tu sonrisa, tu calor y tu mirada
Que me encantaba
Hechicera de mala fe
Por eso quedo
Completamente arrebatado
Por que en ese instante y para siempre
Te adorare
Sueno yo de ser
Libre y desatado de tu amor
Pero al que le falta el aire
Se llena de dolor
No se como triunfare
No queda remedio,
Ni arreglos ni esperanza
La llevo en almo
Y nunca va ceder
Pues yo me miento
Y murmuro que un día me fugare,
Pero con ella, esa hechicera, yo moriré
Coro
El que miente soy yo
Necesito su amor
BAD LIE
How it agitates me
That bad lie
Repeated over and over again
I envy
The tranquil life
I had
Before I had you
It was your smile, your warmth and your gaze
That enchanted me
Wicked enchantress
That’s why I’m left
Completely enraptured
Because in that instant and forever
I’ll adore you
I dream of being
Free and untethered of your love
But those that are short on air
Are filled with pain
I don’t know how I’ll triumph
There’s no remedy left
No arrangements for hope
I carry her in my soul
And that will never cease
So, I lie to myself
And I murmur that one day I’ll escape
But I’ll die with her, with that enchantress.
The liar is me
I need her love
VERANO
Rompen las olas, brisas tranquilas
El horizonte azul del largo día
La esperanza cruda que hace orilla
El mundo entero en la mano mía
Pido regreso al mecer de la hamaca
El so tan fuerte alumbra toda la casa
Los sueños surgidos de nunca, de nunca crecer
Me dejan contigo hasta el amanecer
Fingir alcanzar a sol que se puesta
El atardecer es lo que se muestra
Por un chance mas daría mi vida
sentir el calor de promesas debida
Verano, Verano
Quedate con migo
SUMMER
Waves break, tranquil breezes
The blue horizon of the long day
The shoreline made of raw hope
The whole world in the palm of my hand
I want to return to the swaying of a hammock
The sun, so bright, lighting up the entire house
Emerging dreams of never growing old
Leave me with you until sunrise
Feigning to reach the setting sun
But dusk is all you see
I’d give my life for one more chance
To fell the warmth of owed promises
Summer, Summer
Stay with me.