More songs by SLOWMXBEATZ
Description
Darkness isn't always about fear. Sometimes it's just about silence, where you can hear what no one noticed healing, how what hasn't been talked about in a long time hurts. Here, the smell of tobacco is mixed with loneliness, and the fire of a cigarette is the only lamp in a room without light. Everything seems to be falling apart, but not completely - it's just being rebuilt from the inside, like a house after a fire.
There is a weary pride that does not ask for anything, but survives. There is anger that smells of honesty. Here, they do not seek sympathy - only air to breathe while it cuts their throats. And even when the body is scarred, inside it still flies - with broken wings, but stubbornly upward.
Lyrics and translation
Original
No he tenido hijos, pero bien que he cambiado pañales.
He hecho un nido encerrada en mi cuarto llena cardenales.
He querido a ratas que por queso clavaron puñales. He probado cosas que no quería saber a qué saben.
No te acerques a mi casa, tú y yo no somos iguales. Yo he vendido mis ideas, tú vendes tus ideales.
Cagáis por unos reales y decís que sois reales.
No llevo una placa, me la fumo a lo de criminales. Vivo entre pistolas de fogueo y fiestas ilegales.
Daño mi cuerpo con lo que entra para ver qué sale.
Tú sabes que aquí hay ovejas negras, pero yo sé cuáles. Si lo consigo, no lo diré, pero ahora señales.
No me quita el sueño que me odien porque no me calle.
No me quita el mono que este tema suene en dos canales. Mátame si no sigo de pie cuando mi guerra acabe.
Se me da muy bien desaparecer.
Júrale a mi nombre en una piedra y tírame cerveza por si tengo sed.
Búscame en las curvas de la arena poniendo la oreja contra la pared.
Me quiebro con la luna, mi casa sigue a oscuras.
Mi premio está en el techo y no me puedo levantar.
Mientras un corte cura, el otro me supura.
Córtame las piernas, pero déjame volar.
He perdido a más de un amigo por culpa del dinero.
He perdido a más de un amigo por culpa de la droga. He perdido a más de un amigo por no decir te quiero.
He perdido a más de un amigo por saber estar sola.
Pa' entrar en mi círculo te saldrá caro el cerrajero. Ya no me abro el pecho por si el vértigo me deja en coma.
Solo me aseguro de que el tanque no se quede a cero y duermo tranquila mientras se quiebra todo el que me roba. Y vuelo de camino al primer puesto.
Yo sé que nací pa' esto y me molesto en que lo mío sea nuestro, que mi trono sea vuestro.
Y esos viejos se pelean por un conejo, su cara parece un divigo.
No me quejo, pero arrugo el entrecejo, se me nota en el reflejo.
Me quiebro con la luna, mi casa sigue a oscuras.
Mi premio está en el techo y no me puedo levantar.
Mientras un corte cura, el otro me supura.
Córtame las piernas, pero déjame volar. Me quiebro con la luna, mi casa sigue a oscuras.
Mi premio está en el techo y no me puedo levantar.
Mientras un corte cura, el otro me supura.
Córtame las piernas, pero déjame volar.
English translation
I haven't had children, but I've changed diapers.
I have made a nest locked in my room full of bruises.
I have loved rats who stabbed daggers for cheese. I've tried things that I didn't want to know what they taste like.
Don't come near my house, you and I are not the same. I have sold my ideas, you sell your ideals.
You shit for a few reales and say that you are real.
I don't have a badge, I smoke it at the criminals' place. I live among blank guns and illegal parties.
I damage my body with what goes in to see what comes out.
You know there are black sheep here, but I know which ones. If I get it, I won't say it, but now signs.
It doesn't keep me awake that they hate me because I don't shut up.
It doesn't bother me that this song is played on two channels. Kill me if I'm not still standing when my war is over.
I'm very good at disappearing.
Swear at my name on a stone and throw me beer in case I'm thirsty.
Look for me in the curves of the sand, putting your ear against the wall.
I break down with the moon, my house is still dark.
My prize is on the ceiling and I can't get up.
While one cut heals, the other oozes.
Cut off my legs, but let me fly.
I have lost more than one friend because of money.
I have lost more than one friend because of drugs. I have lost more than one friend for not saying I love you.
I have lost more than one friend because I knew how to be alone.
To enter my circle, the locksmith will cost you a lot. I no longer open my chest in case the vertigo leaves me in a coma.
I just make sure the tank doesn't run out of zero and I sleep peacefully while everyone who steals from me breaks down. And I fly on my way to first place.
I know that I was born for this and I care that what is mine is ours, that my throne is yours.
And those old men are fighting over a rabbit, his face looks like a digo.
I'm not complaining, but I frown, it shows in my reflection.
I break down with the moon, my house is still dark.
My prize is on the ceiling and I can't get up.
While one cut heals, the other oozes.
Cut off my legs, but let me fly. I break down with the moon, my house is still dark.
My prize is on the ceiling and I can't get up.
While one cut heals, the other oozes.
Cut off my legs, but let me fly.