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Description
Producer: BatzOut
Producer: SokeThugPro
Producer: Pablo Gareta
Producer: PMP
Vocal Recording Engineer: Pablo Gareta
Vocal Recording Engineer: SokeThugPro
Vocal Recording Engineer: BatzOut
Mixer: Pablo Gareta
Mixer: SokeThugPro
Mixer: PMP
Masterer: Koar
Unknown: Hijos de la Ruina
Composer: Gonzalo Cidre Aranaz
Composer: Fernando Hisado Maldonado
Composer: Jorge Escorial Moreno
Composer: Juan Ignacio Marqués Guerra
Composer: Saúl Burgos
Lyrics and translation
Original
El demonio en la maleta, no me culpes, Dios bendito. No soy un santo, pero cargo el
San Benito.
Teníamos metas, hoy contratos por escrito, de los tiempos de devota al infinito. Cuando salir del tiesto no era tan bonito, ¿te acuerdas?
Decían que regaba flores muertas.
Con poquito hice jardines en las grietas, se nos quedó -pequeña la maceta. -El oro del cuello ya perdió su valor.
Pa' acordarme de dormir, me pongo el despertador.
En el bolsillo, un cuchillo y una flor, y más presidentes muertos que en el monte Rushmore.
Yo no lo muestro, lo demuestro. Si pierdo, aprendo y apuesto el resto.
El tiempo de Dios es perfecto y el mejor de los vuestros aquí es el sexto, ah.
Aprendimos a bailar bajo la lluvia, con las zapas sucias, chaqueta Columbia.
Un castillo construido sobre penurias, tu pena es mi pena y mi ruina es la tuya.
Tengo claro quiénes son a los que quiero, quién estaba cuando no había giras ni dinero, quién es para siempre, quién es pasajero.
Yo vivo por los siglos en este -agujero. -¡Cuánto ha pasado!
Desde que nos vimos, ey, nada ha cambiado, somos los mismos.
¡Cuánto ha pasado!
Y aquí seguimos, nada ha cambiado, somos -los mismos.
-Yeah, dale, quiero tú me lo grabes, cómo tiemblas en la cama cuando hacemos maldades.
Su-suave, baby, dime a qué sabe cuando muerde mis cadenas y dices: "Papi, no pares". Coral y Carey, mezcla Prada y
North Face, Haze y diamantes, Caravaggio, el don play.
Antes de Rick Seikol J, si soprano era ley, lo dice el Cole pa' que nunca lo olvidéis.
Con la pena de escudo, efecto embudo, los errores del pasado fueron puertas del futuro.
En la garganta más de un nudo marinero, vi partículas de luz iluminando un agujero.
No encontré la llave, pero no el tesoro. Quince años con los mismos, como el Cholo.
Si yo te contara las que hemos pasado, tenlo claro, primo, lo queremos todo.
¡Cuánto ha pasado!
Desde que nos vimos, ey, nada ha cambiado, somos los mismos. ¡Cuánto ha pasado!
Y aquí seguimos, -nada ha cambiado, somos los mismos. -¡Cuánto ha pasado!
Desde que nos vimos, nada ha cambiado, somos los mismos. ¡Cuánto ha pasado!
Y aquí seguimos, nada ha cambiado. . .
English translation
The devil in the suitcase, don't blame me, dear God. I'm not a saint, but I carry the
Saint Benedict.
We had goals, today written contracts, from devotee times to infinity. When coming out of the pot wasn't so pretty, do you remember?
They said he watered dead flowers.
With just a little bit I made gardens in the cracks, the pot became too small. -The gold on the neck has already lost its value.
To remember to sleep, I set the alarm clock.
In his pocket, a knife and a flower, and more dead presidents than on Mount Rushmore.
I don't show it, I demonstrate it. If I lose, I learn and bet the rest.
God's timing is perfect and the best of yours here is the sixth, ah.
We learned to dance in the rain, with dirty shoes, Columbia jacket.
A castle built on hardship, your sorrow is my sorrow and my ruin is yours.
I am clear about who I love, who was there when there were no tours or money, who is forever, who is temporary.
I live forever in this hole. -How long has it been?
Since we saw each other, hey, nothing has changed, we are the same.
How much has happened!
And here we are, nothing has changed, we are the same.
-Yeah, come on, I want you to record it for me, how you shake in bed when we do bad things.
Su-soft, baby, tell me what it tastes like when you bite my chains and you say, "Daddy, don't stop." Coral and Tortoiseshell, mix Prada and
North Face, Haze and diamonds, Caravaggio, the gift play.
Before Rick Seikol J, if soprano was law, Cole says it so you never forget it.
With the shield penalty, the funnel effect, the mistakes of the past were doors to the future.
In the throat of more than a sailor's knot, I saw particles of light illuminating a hole.
I didn't find the key, but I didn't find the treasure. Fifteen years with the same ones, like Cholo.
If I told you what we've been through, be clear, cousin, we want it all.
How much has happened!
Since we saw each other, hey, nothing has changed, we are the same. How much has happened!
And here we continue, -nothing has changed, we are the same. -How long has it been?
Since we saw each other, nothing has changed, we are the same. How much has happened!
And here we continue, nothing has changed. . .