Estiu - Zoo Übersetzung ins Englische

Estiu

Cau la calor a la safor bombeja el ritme
No estem fent merda facilona, ací fem himnes
Se'n va el dolor amb l'olor a mar
Les primaveres demanen vida, l'estiu arriba

El sol ha eixit, la ràdio sona, estem vius
Estic fent temes i esperant per si somrius
Érem feliços amb mentires de mil colors
Tinc els conflictes d'un suïcida, tinc por

I vull tornar als meus impulsos, ser pràctic
Que si ella sona jo tremole, lo màxim
Venen trompetes, no és Gillespie
És Ainsley als samples, en calma, brother, que ho volen simple

Volen que venga el discurs que ven, que no qüestione
Volen que calle i que puge al tren
I aquella gent que em demana frases
Que em diu que torne, no s'imaginen lo mal que em sent

Pero hui ja passe del drama
Vull tocar el foc, sentir que crema
Jo tinc set de vida, no de fama
No vull que un error siga un problema

Però hui ja passe del drama
L'auto-compassió és una condemna
Jo tinc set de vida, no de fama
No vull ni la reixa, ni la pena

Res del que passa és comparable a tu
La nostra eixida, homes i dones d'actes impurs
Tu eres rebel i consentida
Res del que passa és comparable a tu
Passa la vida

Res del que passa és comparable a tu
La nostra eixida, homes i dones d'actes impurs
Perquè tu tanques la ferida
Res del que passa és comparable a tu
Passa la vida

I un altre any perdut en esta confusió vital
Lluitant contra els dimonis que van per dins cridant
Buscant guanyar-me la partida, i perdre la raó
Buscant que perga les forces, passa la vida i jo

Veig als majors, i pense en tot el que es mereixen
I baixa la esperança i puja el pa
I amb esta perspectiva qui vol crèixer, eh?
Dubtes i dubtes, depressió ve i eufòria va

Que no serà per ganes de ficar les bombes
Que serà per la por a perdre el que tenim
Qui no censura el fons, critica per les formes
I uns passen del tema, i uns filen massa prim

Volen que venga el discurs que ven, la porten clara
Jo el que vull vendre és la victòria cara
Que vull mirar als ulls si un dia arriba l'hora
Que no puc ser feliç amb tanta merda ahí fora

Pero hui ja passe del drama
Vull tocar el foc, sentir que crema
Jo tinc set de vida, no de fama
No vull que un error siga un problema

Però hui ja passe del drama
L'auto-compassió és una condemna
Jo tinc set de vida, no de fama
No vull ni la reixa ni la pena

Res del que passa és comparable a tu
La nostra eixida eixida, homes i dones d'actes impurs
Tu eres rebel i consentida
Res del que passa és comparable a tu
Passa la vida

Res del passa és comparable a tu
La nostra eixida, homes i dones d'actes impurs
Perquè tu tanques la ferida
Res del que passa és comparable a tu
Passa la vida

Res del passa és comparable a tu
La nostra eixida, homes i dones d'actes impurs
Tu eres rebel i consentida
Res del que passa és comparable a tu
Passa la vida

Res del passa és comparable a tu
La nostra eixida, homes i dones d'actes impurs
Perquè tu tanques la ferida
Res del que passa és comparable a tu
Passa la vida

Summer

The heat falls in Safor, the rhythm pumps
We're not making easy shit, here we make anthems
The pain goes away with the smell of the sea
Springtime calls for life, summer arrives

The sun is out, the radio is playing, we are alive
I'm making songs and waiting for you to smile
We were happy with lies of a thousand colors
I have the conflicts of a suicide, I'm scared

And I want to go back to my impulses, be practical
Because if she plays, I tremble, to the fullest
Trumpets are coming, it's not Gillespie
It's Ainsley on samples, in calm, brother, they want it simple

They want the discourse that sells to come, that doesn't question
They want me to shut up and get on the train
And those people who ask me for phrases
Who tell me to come back, they can't imagine how bad I feel

But today I'm over the drama
I want to touch the fire, feel it burn
I thirst for life, not fame
I don't want a mistake to be a problem

But today I'm over the drama
Self-pity is a condemnation
I thirst for life, not fame
I don't want the bars, nor the sorrow

Nothing that happens is comparable to you
Our way out, men and women of impure acts
You were rebellious and consenting
Nothing that happens is comparable to you
Life goes on

Nothing that happens is comparable to you
Our way out, men and women of impure acts
Because you close the wound
Nothing that happens is comparable to you
Life goes on

And another year lost in this vital confusion
Fighting against the demons that scream inside
Trying to win the game, and lose my mind
Trying to lose my strength, life goes on and I

I see the elders, and I think about everything they deserve
And hope goes down and bread goes up
And with this perspective, who wants to grow up, huh?
Doubts and doubts, depression comes and euphoria goes

It won't be for the lack of wanting to drop the bombs
It will be for the fear of losing what we have
Those who don't censor the background, criticize the form
And some ignore the issue, and some are too picky

They want the discourse that sells to come, they make it clear
What I want to sell is the expensive victory
That I want to look in the eyes if one day the time comes
That I can't be happy with so much shit out there

But today I'm over the drama
I want to touch the fire, feel it burn
I thirst for life, not fame
I don't want a mistake to be a problem

But today I'm over the drama
Self-pity is a condemnation
I thirst for life, not fame
I don't want the bars nor the sorrow

Nothing that happens is comparable to you
Our way out, men and women of impure acts
You were rebellious and consenting
Nothing that happens is comparable to you
Life goes on

Nothing that happens is comparable to you
Our way out, men and women of impure acts
Because you close the wound
Nothing that happens is comparable to you
Life goes on

Nothing that happens is comparable to you
Our way out, men and women of impure acts
You were rebellious and consenting
Nothing that happens is comparable to you
Life goes on

Nothing that happens is comparable to you
Our way out, men and women of impure acts
Because you close the wound
Nothing that happens is comparable to you
Life goes on