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René

(René, come over, let's study
Yes, I'm going to ask you a question, and you'll answer it:
With which part of the body did the Taíno indians 1 play ball?
René, answer me,
It's actually easy
Pay attention to me, pay attention to me, look at me
With which part of the body -think about it- did the Taíno indians play ball?
I know! I'll sing it to you and you'll be learning as I sing)
 
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Since I was little I wanted to be a baseball player, I didn't make it
So I learned to strike hits over a track
I started drinking alcohol in my office again
I write good when I'm sober, but I write better when drunk
 
When I fall into depression, I tell my problems to the plane's window
Stress has got me sick, I haven't slept in ten years
The IRS is still investigating me
And I'm going through divorce, but it doesn't matter, I'm still rhyming
 
I make mistakes, but I do the best I can
I learned to land without any wheels, and
Despite that people recognize me in the streets, not even my friends know me any more.
I'm sad and I laugh
 
The concert is sold out, but I'm empty
In the music industry, everything's a lie
My son's got to eat, so I'm still touring
I'm just left with what I've got, I don't know where I'm going, but I know where I come from
 
I grew up with Christopher, my friend
We threw stones together and broke a pair of windows
We used to run shirtless in the streets in the neighborhood of Trujillo, while riding a bike downhill
 
The bike over the mud, with a plastic cup in the wheel's rim so it sounded like a car
We used to get refueled with Indian Malt 2 and garlic bread, nobody would stop us
We were inseparable until one day he was killed by four cops
My joy is still broken, the lights went out in the ballpark
 
There's almost no one left here
Sometimes I don't want to be here
I feel alone here
In the middle of the party, I want to be where nobody bothers me
To Burn my notebook, let go of my backpacks
I want to dial the 7-5-5-0-8-2-2, just to see who answers
 
The fights with my stepfather, when he lost control
I used to solve them watching a baseball game together with him
He invited me to fistfights a couple of times
I sneaked out of home a couple of times
But the food was never absent, he defended us with music, singing in weddings
 
Sometimes baked, sometimes canned and microwaved
We used to share it all, the table was round
Middle-to-lower class, we never were owners
The bank loans robbed all our dreams
The savings account was empty, but mom would brighten our days by dancing flamenco
 
She stopped acting just to take care of us four
And we became her stage play
She walked in our boots, and her life was made of our achievements and defeats,
My stepfather left, with other people
We moved out of the 13th street
I left home to search any luck in haystack, and I packed my whole life in a box
 
I received a scholarship in the Arts University
Half of my friends were killed
I started to rap again, started to believe again
I came back, released an album, ate the world in one bite
In Puerto Rico they fired employees, I insulted the governor and it came out on TV
 
They censored four years of my calendar
Grandma died, she didn't see me play in the stadium
I said everything I felt, they love me more outside than inside my own country
But even if my songs are sung by a german guy
 
I want to be buried in my old San Juan
I may hide my sorrow, but I'm made of rice and pigeon peas 3
And it hurts, it doesn't matter if the morning rum consoles me
And from deep inside me, if I ever fucked up, I dedicate four floors 4 of apologies to my country.
 
There's almost no one left here
Sometimes I don't want to be here
I feel alone here
In the middle of the party, I want to be where nobody bothers me
To Burn my notebook, let go of my backpacks
I want to dial the 7-5-5-0-8-2-2, just to see who answers
 
And if they answer me, I want to tell them that I want to come back
That I want to get out of this hotel and disappear
And if they answer me, I want to tell them that I want to pull the curtains
And that sometimes my blood pressure rises, and I'm scared that my plane falls down
 
That I don't care about the tours, the albums, the Grammys
And that I want to see the Halley comet again with mommy on the 11th Street
I want to go back to when my windows were sunny, and the warmness would wake me up
To when they called me out to play, to when I rapped without getting paid
I want to get the baseball cards out of the box, go back to steal second base again
In the summer and christmas, to clean the house with my brothers while listening to Rubén Blades
 
I want to return, go to the cinema in the weekdays and get to Art School next morning
I want to stay there, I don't want to get out of there
I want to go back to when they wouldn't let me in because I was badly dressed
I want to feel again, when I didn't have to pretend
I... want to be Me again
 
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Head, knee, thighs and hip
Head, knee, thighs and hip
Head, knee, thighs and hip
 
Head, knee, thighs and hip
Head, knee, thighs and hip
Head, knee, thighs and hip
Head, knee, thighs and hip
 
  • 1. The Taíno were the indigenous people who used to live in Puerto Rico and most of the islands in Central America before Columbus' arrival.
  • 2. Malta India (Literal translation: Indian Malt) is a popular soda drink in Puerto Rico.
  • 3. 'Arroz con gandules' (Literal translation: Rice and pigeon peas) is a typical puerto rican dish.
  • 4. This is a reference to a popular Essay made by Puerto Rican journalist Jose Luis González called 'Puerto Rico: The Four-Storeyed country'.
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I'm afraid

I don't want to lie to myself anymore
That one day we will love again
I don't know how to feel you
To listen to your voice
I hide away from empty words and I run
Away from the past
I throw away your lies
Here I go again
 
I'm afraid
I just want to give up
I can't run
Because I'm afraid
Warm up my heart
Still, maybe, I can stay now
But I couldn't
Let you out of my dreams
Even if it hurts
I'm afraid
Your heart is made of ice
I'm afraid
Here I go again
 
Still, maybe, I can stay now
But I couldn't
Let you out of my dreams
Even if it hurts
I'm afraid
Your heart is made of ice
I'm afraid
Here I go again
 
I don't trust anymore
In stories that you ruin
I don't trust in a happy-end
Every time you drive me out
I hide away from empty words and I run
Away from the past
I throw away your lies, lies,lies
 
You tell me you want to give up
You don't want to hear me out
You are afraid of feelings
You don't want to face them
You know that everything sweet
Can turn to bitter
Instead of moving forward
You are nitpicking
Holding on to the past
You force me to remember
The way it used to be
You were sexy and well behaved
But now the future is catching up
It's up to us
Let's not fear when times are changing
At least for a while let's turn back time
 
I'm afraid
I just want to give up
I can't run
Because I'm afraid
Warm up my heart
Still, maybe, I can stay now
But I couldn't
Let you out of my dreams
Even if it hurts
I'm afraid
Your heart is made of ice
I'm afraid
Here I go again
 
Still, maybe, I can stay now
But I couldn't
Let you out of my dreams
Even if it hurts
I'm afraid
Your heart is made of ice
I'm afraid
Here I go again
 
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By the hand

[Refrain]
All along the wide, wide plains
A vast body of people walks slowly
Songs of joy and songs and songs of sorrow
Vast body of singing people
 
Their Father is not with them
But they know quite well the way
Their Father is not with them
But their Mother holds their hand
All along the wide, wide, wide plains
Vast body of singing people
 
So much hatred falls on them
So many storms disturb their sky
That their gait is miserable
But sunshine bathes their cheeks
Songs of joy and songs and songs of sorrow
Vast body of singing people
 
And when one of them falls
They sow tears on his grave
But for each tear-drop
A thousand flowers blossom on his grave
 
{to Refrain]
 

Come on

Come on, oh please come soon!
Come on, or else my heart will get cold!
Come on, I really don't want to freeze!
The fire burns so hot!
 
Night's coming, I have to go to sleep now,
but I don't find any peace.
Dreams are sweet, the pass over
see a face that says:
 
Come on, oh please come soon!
Come on, or else my heart will get cold!
Come on, I really don't want to freeze!
Love you, come on, there's no distance too far!
Come on, one dreams very well for two!
Come on, I'll wear my prettiest dress!
I want to find you today!
 
This morning we have woken up,
(?) on the way,
I just know I don't want to lose you anymore!
You laugh, and simply say:
 
Come on, oh please come soon!
Come on, or else your dream will get old!
Come on, and let us not freeze!
Hold me, come on!
 
Come on, no distance is too far!
Come on, one dreams very well for two!
Come on, I'll wear my best dress!
Hold me, come on, oh please come soon!
Come on, or else my heart will get cold!
Come on, I really don't want to freeze!
Love you, come on, there's no distance too far!
Come on, one dreams very well for two!
Come on, I'll wear my prettiest dress!
Hold me, come on!
 

Send in the clowns

Should we laugh about it?
Sublime moment:
You, finally taking your flight
And me resting
Where are the clowns?
 
Can we believe it?
Look at us:
One frolicking far above the ground
The other at his knees
The clowns are missing
Where are the clowns?
 
All my demons
Finally tamed
Now sure that you yourself will end up telling the story
I enter the stage again dressed for the gala
Sure of my role:
You're not there
 
Nothing but a farce
A bit bitter
I thought my dream would be your dream
Pardon, dear
We'd need the clowns
But where are the clowns?
They're here, it's clear
 
Should we laugh about it?
I should!
Dying of stage fright so late in my career
And where are the clowns
When will the clowns arrive?
 
Dying of stage fright so late in my career
And where are the clowns
When will the clowns arrive?
Soon, I hope