Hay Gentes Que Se Creen Cosas y Cosas Que Se Creen Gentes - Al2 El Aldeano Übersetzung ins Englische

Hay Gentes Que Se Creen Cosas y Cosas Que Se Creen Gentes

Hola,
Para decir la verdad
No hace falta pedir permiso.
Ni ir a clases de canto
Youuuu!
...
Esos cinco mas cinco
Quie nunca dieron 10
Y ese desinteres de las peliculas mismo
Me hizo dar un paso
Y hasta la vista
Al mas capitalizta de tus calidos abrazos
Ese plurar sin "s"
Ese olor subdesarrollado,
Como la filosofia que se ilustra tras los peces
Esas almohadas, alergicas a la paz
Y ese signo de mas
Tan claro que no puede verse
"Hay gentes que se creen cosas
Y cosas que se creen gentes!,
Las personas malas no sufren,
Las personas malas, sacan cuentas.
Hay gentes que se creen cosas
Y cosas que se creen gentes!
No somos alguienes si no algoses,
Con manoseses y pieseses
Mirase y analicese.!
A veces me pregunto
En mi prestada guarida
Como alejarme del mundo
Sin quitarme la vida
Me siento en el planeta el unico ser humano
Que no vé negros y blancos
Si no buenos y malos por.
Buenos y malos momentos e pasado con
Buenos y malos y hablando y e tratado soy
Bueno y malo pa respirar en la aldea
Por aqui hasta lo mas bello
Tiene alguna parte fea.
Ya no es un "Valla con Dios"
Si no " que hombre te ignore"
Ya no es un "Valla con Dios"
Si no " que hombre te ignore"
Hay gentes que se creen cosas
Y cosas que se creen gentes
Las personas malas no sufreen
Las personas malas, sacan cuentas.
Hay gentes que se creen cosas
Y cosas que se creen gentes!
No somos alguienes si no algoses,
Con manoseses y pieseses
Mirase y analicese.!
En un buen angulo, siempre hay un chismos
El repugnante, que casi siempre lo ves por su buen gusto
Aquel señor ateo lo vez, gracias a Dios.
Las personas malas no sufren, sacan cuentas.

Some Think They're People

Hello,
To tell you the truth,
You don't need to ask permission.
Nor take singing classes,
Youuuu!
...
Those five plus five
That never made 10
And that disinterest in movies itslef
Made me take a step
And so long
To the most capitalist of your warm embraces,
That plural without "s",
That underdeveloped smell,
Like the philosophy that is illustrated behind the fish,
Those pillows, allergic to peace,
And that plus sign
So clear that it can't be seen,
"Some think they're people,
And people think they're things!,
Evil people don't suffer,
Evil people, they do math.
Some think they're people,
And people think they're things!
We are not someones if not somethings,
With handthings and feetthings,
Look at yourself and analyze yourself.!
Sometimes I wonder
In my borrowed den,
How to get away from the world
Without taking my life,
I feel like the only human being on the planet
Who doesn't see black and white,
But good and bad for.
Good and bad moments I've had with
Good and bad and talking and I've dealt with,
Good and bad for breathing in the village,
Over here even the most beautiful,
Has some ugly part.
It's not a "Go with God" anymore,
But "may no man ignore you",
It's not a "Go with God" anymore,
But "may no man ignore you",
Some think they're people,
And people think they're things,
Evil people don't suffer,
Evil people, they do math.
Some think they're people,
And people think they're things!
We are not someones if not somethings,
With handthings and feetthings,
Look at yourself and analyze yourself.!
In a good angle, there's always a gossip,
The disgusting one, that you almost always see for his good taste,
That atheist gentleman you see, thanks to God.
Evil people don't suffer, they do math.