Lyrics and translation Xavibo - Encerraos

Encerraos

Niña ponte tu mejor conjunto que vamos a ver el fin del mundo juntos
Lo que más da susto de estar en mi
Cuarto, es el tiempo que tengo para pensarlo
Hace tanto ya que no lloramos de
Alegría, las calles vacías solo hay policía
¿Sabes ese día que no es tu día?
Pues así estoy todo el día todos los días
Orgulloso de mí,
Que te quisé mon amie pero me redescubrí
Fumando marroquí pa′ verlo todo menos gris
Está de luto el país y yo contigo a morir
Como si todo este desastre es coincidencia,
No te agobies pensando en el peso de la existencia
Naces pa' ver morir a tus padres, creces pa′ ver morir tu inocencia
Qué triste que salir ahora a la calle
Signifique poner en riesgo la salud de tus viejos
Que hagamos videollamadas y tengamos
Que lanzarle a la pantalla nuestros besos
Espero al menos que el niñato que no le falta de na' y pasa porros se
Sienta preso, valore en casa a mamá y con tal
De al final no sentirse nunca igual al final deje eso
Locos por el queso, por el peso
To' lo bueno es malo en exceso
Encerrao te pienso, me estreso
Amor pa′ mi familia que ameniza el proceso
No sé qué voy a hacer tanto sin verte,
No sé si vas a odiarme, si vas a quererme
Cuando todo pase voy a follarte fuerte
Y emborracharme abrazando a mi gente.

Lock Down

Babe, put on your finest outfit so we can see the end of the world together
What's the scariest thing about being in my
Room, is the time I have to think about it
It's been so long since we cried from
Happiness, the streets are empty and there is only police
You know that day when it's just not your day?
Well that's how I feel all day every day
I'm proud of myself,
That I loved you my darling but I've rediscovered myself
Smoking Moroccan hash so I can see everything but gray
The country is in mourning and I want to die with you
As if this whole disaster were a coincidence,
Don't worry about the weight of existence
You are born to see your parents die, you grow up to see your innocence die
How sad that now walking out in the street
Means putting your parents' health at risk
That we make video calls and have
To throw our kisses at the screen
I hope at least that the little brat who has everything and rolls joints
Feels trapped, appreciates his mother at home and with such
In the end he will never feel the same and he will give that up in the end
Crazy for cheese, for the weight
Everything good is bad in excess
Locked up I think about you, I stress out
Love for my family that makes the process more bearable
I don't know what I'm going to do without seeing you,
I don't know if you're going to hate me, if you're going to love me
When it's all over I'm going to fuck you hard
And get drunk and hug my people.