‘‘ Poca Importancia’’

VOICE 1: I always lived life taking little importance, going from here to there without knowing that destiny awaited me. I had love, not desire, without owing anything to anyone, without thinking about that old saying I heard since I was a child, that says that he who lives by the sword dies by the sword. You appeared in my life when I least expected it, and I thought that no one could change my way of being, but you crept into my mind and soul, now I'm in love with you, I can't explain anything, the saying seemed true to me, what goes around comes around. VOICE 2: Hey girl, you snuck onto my property. CHORUS: I don't take life lightly, he who lives by the sword dies by the sword. VOICE 1: Three women were after me, and I was showing off, now everything is reversed, I'm the one chasing after you. CHORUS: I don't take life lightly anymore, he who lives by the sword dies by the sword. VOICE 1: And since then, I give life great importance, for women like you give life fragrance. CHORUS: I no longer give life little importance; he who lives by the sword dies by the sword. VOICE 1: Look, I, who always came out on top with women, now you just look at me and I feel myself trembling, oh, how frightening. (…)

VOZ 1: Siempre llevé la vida
dándole poca importancia,
yendo de aquí para allá sin saber
que el destino me aguardaba.

Tuve el amor, no el deseo,
sin deberle a nadie nada,
sin pensar en aquel viejo refrán
que desde niño escuchaba,
que dice que a hierro muere
aquel que a hierro mata.

En mi vida apareciste
cuando menos lo esperaba,
y yo pensé que mi forma de ser
nadie podía cambiarla,
pero te fuiste adentrando
en mi mente y en mi alma,
ahora estoy enamorado de ti,
no puedo explicarme nada,
el refrán se me hizo cierto,
el que la hace, la paga.

VOZ 2: Oye negra,
Te me colaste en la finca.

CORO: Yo a la vida no le doy poca importancia,
a hierro muere, quien a hierro mata.

VOZ 1: Andaban detrás de mí,
tres mujeres y yo alardeando,
ahora todo está al revés
yo soy quien va correteando detrás de ti.

CORO: Ya a la vida no le doy poca importancia,
a hierro muere, quien a hierro mata.

VOZ 1: Y dese entonces a la vida,
yo le doy mucha importancia
pues mujeres como tú, dan a la vida fragancia.

CORO: Ya a la vida no le doy poca importancia,
a hierro muere, quien a hierro mata.

VOZ 1: Mira,
yo que con las mujeres
siempre salía ganando,
ahora nada más me miras
y siento que estoy temblando,
ay, qué miedo.

(…)