Descansando – Lyrics Meaning in English – Fuerza Regida
This song is from the point of view of the singer moments before his death. He lets his loved ones know that it was his time to go and that he’s resting now. He tells his friends not to miss him as they will be reunited one day.
Singer: Fuerza Regida
Voy a manejar mi troca por la madrugada
No alcanze a despedirme porque no pensaba
Que la muerte me esperaba me tomó del brazo
Gracias por sus oraciones ya estoy descansando
Descansando, recordando
Todo lo bueno de la vida que fui gozando
I’m going to manage my truck at dawn
I didn’t reach to say goodbye because I didn’t think
Death was waiting for me it took me by the arm
Thank you for your prayers I’m already rested
Rested, remembering
All the good of life I enjoyed
Voy a abrazar mi padre cuando sople el viento
Voy a besar a mi madre cuando llueva recio
No olvidaré a mis pequeñas mi mayor tesoro
Carnal cuidalas es lo que pide este morro
El fue Arturo, por seguro
Les prometo que estaré en cualquier segundo
Desde el cielo yo los veo
La clika que no me extrañe pues acá nos vemos
I’m going to hug my father when the wind blows
I’m going to kiss my mother when it rains hard
I won’t forget my little ones my biggest treasure
Carnal take care of them is what this nose requests
He was Arturo, for sure
I promise that I will be any second
From the sky I see you
Tell the squad not to miss me well we’ll see each other here
Y este corridito se va hasta la ‘H’
Descansa en paz mi compa Arturo
Pura Fuerza Regida viejo
¡Otro Pedo!
This little run goes until the H
Rest in peace my buddy Arturo
Pure Fuerza Regida oldie
Another Pedo!
Hoy tomaré una cerveza junto a mis panas
Compa Federico sabe que hubo buenas charlas
Mi troca la más chingona en todo Houston, Texas
Ya no podré pilotearla es lo que más me pesa
Pues me pesa, su belleza
Las carreras, las llantas, el humo y vida recia
Today I’ll have a beer with my friends
Buddy Federico knows that there were good talks
My truck the baddest in all of Houston, Texas
I won’t be able to drive it is what weighs the most on me
Well it weighs on me, its beauty
The races, the cries, the smoke and the fast life
Carnal Alan, cabrón llévatela más tranquilo
Los cuatro en la bola saben que fui buen amigo
Cuando suenen los motores de las mamalonas
Recuerden al Arturillo con toda la bola
Ya es la hora que me valla
Tal vez no regrese pero antes que parta
Les recuerdo que los quiero
Me fui bien alegre montado en mi ranfla
Carnal Alan, bastard take it more calmly
The four in the ball know I was a good friend
When the motors of the big ones roar
Remember little Arturo with the whole ball
That it’s time for me to go
Maybe I won’t return but before I part ways
I remind you that I love you
I went well happy mounted on my ranfla
Ahuevo viejo
Of course oldie
