Ni Modo - it doesn't matter; whatever
Muy lindo - very pretty
Muy de prisa - Very quickly
Risa - laughter
Vato - dude
Tia - aunt
Suegro - father in law
Muy fino - very fine
Chino - chinese
Pedorero - he who farts; farter
Magnifico, talentoso, cortes - magnificent, talented, polite
El mejor del mejor - the best of the best
Rasquaches - underdogs
Mijo - my son
Queso - cheese
Carne - meat
Palabritas - little words, cusswords
Y a todo - everything
Pues, ni modo - well, whatever
Pelos - hairs
El cielo - heaven
Pensamientos - thoughts
NI MODO
I cruised in my Chevy, muy lindo, ‘Mi Amor,’ but I suddenly smelled something awful.
I looked underneath - ¡ay caray! I can see that her muffler is no longer lawful.
I knew all my homies would laugh and make fun so I had to act muy, muy de prisa
So I stepped on the gas and I quickly hauled ass ‘cause I just wasn’t down for no risa.
I knew of a vato a friend of a friend of a tía whose suegro was chino.
He knew of a shop that was tops and could swap out my muffler in no time, muy fino.
I drove down the road smoking smoke a’ la mode with my face hidden by my sombrero.
I saw a bright sign and I got in the line at a shop called “El Pedorero.”
My vato friend said only one guy was top of the crop, and the best of the best.
Magnífico, muy talentoso, cortés, el mejor del mejor nothing less.
He told me his name saying no one could claim to come close or to even compare
To Señor Valentín Adalberto Cortés Dos-Rasquaches Ramirez Ferrer.
He fixed it in no time, he fixed it real good then he gave me a bonus to boot.
He offered to tell me the secret he learned as a child, and I said, “Okay shoot.”
I always remember the words that he said, and the wisdom he offered to share:
From Señor Valentín Adalberto Cortés Dos-Rasquaches Ramirez Ferrer.
“Mijo:”
“When your taco shell busts and your queso falls out and your carne gets messy and scattered
Don’t sit in the gutter and uselessly mutter palabritas - it just doesn’t matter.
You may not have heard an expression, two words that will settle all things y a todo
The magic occurs if you utter these words…and just say to yourself: pues, ni modo.”
“When ice cream cone splatters it just doesn’t matter so much if you know what to say.
Your girlfriend forgets it’s your birthday? Don’t sweat it. Tomorrow will be a new day.
Your car just won’t start? or your hair won’t just part? Well, be glad that you’ve got a few pelos.
You’re sick as a dog or you’re lost in the fog? Well don’t panic there’s always el cielo.”
He fixed up my car and he even so far has earned credit for fixing my life.
Mi Amor now still runs and my girlfriend still shuns pensamientos of being my wife.
Sometimes I feel like I get a bad deal, a bad cold, a bad meal, a bad todo.
Be that as it may at the end of the day - suck it up… give it up…
PUES……NI MODO
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