Niño de Oro – Lyrics Meaning in English – Hadrian
Niño de oro means child of gold. This song is about a man who was not born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He is not a golden child. He remembers his roots and remains humble.
Singer: Hadrian
Si mi vida les contara
Los lugares donde andaba
Solo así entenderían que no hay miedo ni temor
Si quieren chocar chocamos
Aunque no ande acompañado
Traigo ensillada la corta metida en el cinturón
Un gallito en el Mercedes
Que mis problemas resuelve
La rameada es una 9, mi bebé una 22
If my life told them
The places I’d been
Only then would they understand that there is no fear
If they want to collide, we collide
Even if I’m not accompanied
I bring saddled the short tucked in the belt
A cockerel in the Mercedes
That solves my problems
The ramada is a 9, my baby a 22
Dicen que el que quiere puede
Vamos a ver qué sucede
Vengo de barrio caliente y tengo frío el corazón
They say that whoever wants can do it
Let’s see what happens
I come from a hot neighborhood and my heart is cold
No me quejo ni le lloro
No nací en cuna de oro
La herencia que me han dejado ser movido y chambeador
No me quejo ni le lloro
No nací en cuna de oro
No le jueguen al valiente porque traigo un equipón
I do not complain or cry
I was not born in a golden cradle
The inheritance that they have allowed me to be moved and dependent
I do not complain or cry
I was not born in a golden cradle
Don’t act brave because I bring a team
Mi gusto por las mujeres
Siempre firme con los plebes
Un don julio y unas cheves, la tuba y el acordeón
Con el pisto y los norteños
Y esa que me quita el sueño
My taste in women
Always firm with the plebes
A don Julio and some snacks, the tuba and the accordion
With the ratatouille and the northerners
And that one that takes away my sleep
No olvido de donde vengo porque se pa’ dónde voy
Ahora me dicen pariente y me tratan diferente
Entre México y zapopan es donde la rolo hoy
Soy gente con quien es gente
Puro servicio excelente
Agradezco la vida que me tocó
I don’t forget where I come from because I know where I’m going
Now they call me relative and treat me differently
Between Mexico and Zapopan is where I roll it today
I’m good people with who are good people
Pure excellent service
I am grateful for the life that touched me
No me quejo ni le lloro
No nací en cuna de oro
La herencia que me han dejado ser movido y chambeador
No me quejo ni le lloro
No nací en cuna de oro
No le jueguen al valiente porque traigo un equipón
I do not complain or cry
I was not born in a golden cradle
The inheritance that they have allowed me to be moved and dependent
I do not complain or cry
I was not born in a golden cradle
Don’t act brave because I bring a team
