Residente has a unique talent for capturing nostalgia and turning it into a beautiful musical creation. The Puerto Rican rapper recently released a song called «Ron en el Piso» (Rum on the Floor) along with a six-minute music video. In this video, he takes us through various aspects of his life journey, starting with his family, revisiting his iconic days with the group Calle 13, and reflecting on many significant moments in his life. Through this video, he pays homage to the past while keeping his focus on the present.
René doesn’t shy away from acknowledging both his personal and career achievements, as well as the challenges he’s faced along the way. This is truly praiseworthy because it sets an example of how life evolves, something that resonates with all of us. We’ve all witnessed how life experiences and personal growth shape us into the people we are today.
Before Releasing the Video for «Ron en el Piso»
Residente created two trailers to build anticipation for the song on social media. The first trailer featured the Colombian-American actor and comedian, John Leguizamo. In it, expressive gestures were used to convey Residente’s dissatisfaction with life, and clever symbolism, such as glasses of rum and body movements, represented the artist’s ups and downs.
In the second trailer, Residente revisited his life by entering the legendary Firehouse Cinema in New York City. There, he reflected on old images that later appeared in the music video. These images symbolized his readiness to leave the past behind. Toward the end of the music video, he was surrounded by everyone who had played a significant role in his life, individuals who held a special place in his memories. As he bid farewell to his former self, he closed a chapter in his life.
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«Ron en el Piso» Lyrics Translation
[Verse 1]
It seems like yesterday, this damn thing
The artist of the moment, my album in every store
Not that it offends me, but I feel old
When the kids now call me a «legend»
May God reprimand them
I’m just as young, but with fewer dates on the agenda
I don’t have boats, planes, or bling
But I have the hope that the next punchline will surprise you
Nothing is the same as before
I know I’m not as relevant anymore
Before, they asked for autographs, all devout
Now they stop me just for me to take their photo
Even though I dust off all my trophies
I don’t see my name on the chart
If they want to see me, they can go to the museum
I’m tired; I don’t even fight with time anymore
I’m clear; you don’t have to be wise
I just write what my lips dare not say
I answer all of the heart’s questions
Before my pencil runs out of lead
This one’s for my cousin, for the journeys we took
Now I rhyme because we didn’t say goodbye
Until the sun comes up and lifts me
Today, I’ll drink until my throat burns
[Chorus]
This is for what we are, for what we were
For everything we have, for everything we had
For the tears, for all the laughter
For all the triumphs and all the screw-ups
For what I can be, even if I doubt it
For what I wanted to be but couldn’t
For the turbulence I weathered, for the trains I missed
And for all the drunkenness I indulged in
For the lakes, for the rivers, for the seas I crossed
Even though I sank, I always floated in the end
For those who left for paradise without permission
Today, we spill a little rum on the floor
[Verse 2]
Lying next to this caramelized whiskey
With a numb heart, like a board
Waiting to see if the ceiling speaks to me
As the dawn breaks
Wanting to make amends with my brother, to see if Calle 13 returns
With the horizon red
Writing until the early morning burns my eyes
Recalling the journeys
Swallowing every last drop of the past
The borders I crossed without permission
The poems I caught at the port of Valparaíso
With a notebook in hand, like a true playwright
I walked barefoot through Hamburg with Leoni
And got lost in Berlin, and kissed in Paris
Stayed up all night under the moon in every country
And fell in love with Belgrano and the night
Listening to Goyeneche in the car
And by the Amstel River, dodging bicycles
I stumbled upon you, and my whole life changed
And in Harstad, by the bay
Midnight was daytime
And drunk with the baby, urinating dried wine
From the coast of Cádiz, we could see Morocco
And I let the tide take me
That’s why I read few books, so the world reads them for me
I live life intensely
Until I can’t chew it anymore because I have no teeth left
Everything evolves because it transforms
It grows and diminishes, changes form
But no one escapes time
Ask the dye that colors my beard’s gray hairs
Still, I keep jumping
Because I still feel like I’m twenty-five
Only farewells remain with beer
And to toast to what ends and what begins
[Chorus]
This is for what we are, for what we were
For everything we have, for everything we had
For the tears, for all the laughter
For all the triumphs and all the screw-ups
For what I can be, even if I doubt it
For what I wanted to be but couldn’t
For the turbulence I weathered, for the trains I missed
And for all the drunkenness I indulged in
For the lakes, for the rivers, for the seas I crossed
Even though I sank, I always floated in the end
For those who left for paradise without permission
Today, we spill a little rum on the floor
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