Paroles et traduction Alberto gambino feat. Kung Fumetas - Polvo

Polvo

Y el fuego arde, todo se quema,
El tiempo vuela y no te espera,
La vida pasa y deja una estela
Y más si esa estela te la esnifas entera,
Porque se enturbia tu karma y se pudre tu alma
Y no pudes pararla, salta la alarma y yo...
Vas por la calle totalmente pasao
Buscando un camello que te pase fiao,
Vas dando tumbos, vas de lao a lao,
Crees que puedes dejarlo pero estás enganchao
Y con la mierda hasta el cuello te ves totalmente pringao,
Y por todo lo que has esnifao ahora te bailan pegao.

Y asume que ya no eres el rey del baile
Que la vida para ti es polvo y el polvo se lo lleva el aire,
Se enturbia tu karma y se pudre tu alma.
Y no puedes pararla, salta la alarma y yo...

Dicen que sólo somos partículas,
Yo todo lo que sé lo he aprendido en las películas,
Como que la vida puede llegar a ser ridícula,
Si no cuidas tu tocha y ese esquince de mandíbula,
Tienes una matrícula que dice de ti
Que para llegar a tu cabeza hay que entrar
Por tu nariz,
Es más, todo lo que tienes,
Todo se va a ir y tu única compañía será tu DNI,
Nadie te puso una pistola en la cabeza para probarla
Pero si que te apuntan porque no puedes pagarla,
Corres en todas direcciones sin motivaciones,
Sin satisfacciones;
Si no tienes cojones de asumir que
Esnifar polvo es esnifar errores,
El amargor de la euforia, la vida sin colores,
Asume que ya no eres el rey de este baile,
Asume que tu alma hoy se la lleva el aire.

Y asume que ya no eres el rey del baile
Que la vida para ti es polvo y el polvo se lo lleva el aire,
Se enturbia tu karma y se pudre tu alma.
Y no puedes pararla, salta la alarma y yo...

Dile a tu mamá que lo sientes,
Que la vida es una fiesta,
Que prefieres esnifar porque ser legal apesta,
Que la vida te da palos y es tu escusa,
Y que ese polvo blanco se ha convertido en tu musa.
Asume la movida,
Esnifa tus problemas con partículas volátiles,
Esa es tu condena;
Hoy caminas como un zombi por el barrio
Porque bailar agarrado ya es algo más
Que necesario.

Vas por la calle totalmente pasao
Buscando un camello que te pase fiao,
Vas dando tumbos, vas de lao a lao,
Crees que puedes dejarlo pero estás enganchao
Y con la mierda hasta el cuello te ves totalmente pringao
Y por todo lo que has esnifao ahora te bailan pegao.

Y asume que ya no eres el rey del baile
Que la vida para ti es polvo y el polvo se lo lleva el aire,
Se enturbia tu karma y se pudre tu alma.
Y no puedes pararla, salta la alarma y yo...

La moraleja de este ejemplo es esta:
No tengáis vicios, no lo recomiendo,
Escuchad atentos que os voy a dar un consejo:
Evitad el rascado de nariz.

Powder

And the fire burns, everything burns,
Time flies and doesn't wait for you,
Life passes by and leaves a trail
And more so if that trail you snort it whole,
Because it clouds your karma and rots your soul,
And you can't stop it, the alarm goes off and I...
You go down the street totally out of it
Looking for a dealer who will give you credit,
You stumble around, from side to side,
You think you can quit but you're hooked
And with the shit up to your neck you see yourself totally dirty,
And for everything you've snorted, now they dance next to you.

And assume that you are no longer the king of the dance
That your life is powder for you and the powder is carried by the wind,
It clouds your karma and rots your soul.
And you can't stop it, the alarm goes off and I...

They say that we are only particles,
Everything I know I learned in the movies,
Like how life can be ridiculous,
If you don't take care of your torch and that jaw sprain,
You have a license plate that says of you
That to get to your head you have to enter
Through your nose,
What's more, everything you have,
Everything is going to go away and your only company will be your ID card,
Nobody put a gun to your head to try it
But they do point it at you because you can't pay for it,
You run in all directions without motivation,
Without satisfaction;
If you don't have the courage to assume that
Snorting powder is sniffing mistakes,
The bitterness of euphoria, life without colors,
Assume that you are no longer the king of this dance,
Assume that your soul is blown away by the wind today.

And assume that you are no longer the king of the dance
That your life is powder for you and the powder is carried by the wind,
It clouds your karma and rots your soul.
And you can't stop it, the alarm goes off and I...

Tell your mom you're sorry,
That life is a party,
That you prefer to snort because being legal sucks,
That life gives you a hard time and it's your excuse,
And that that white powder has become your muse.
Assume the move,
Snort your problems with volatile particles,
That's your sentence;
Today you walk like a zombie through the neighborhood
Because dancing close is something more
Than necessary.

You go down the street totally out of it
Looking for a dealer who will give you credit,
You stumble around, from side to side,
You think you can quit but you're hooked
And with the shit up to your neck you see yourself totally dirty
And for everything you've snorted, now they dance next to you.

And assume that you are no longer the king of the dance
That your life is powder for you and the powder is carried by the wind,
It clouds your karma and rots your soul.
And you can't stop it, the alarm goes off and I...

The moral of the story is this:
Don't have vices, I don't recommend it,
Listen carefully, I'm going to give you a piece of advice:
Avoid nose rubbing.