Paroles et traduction Alcolirykoz - Aranjuez

Aranjuez

Aranjuez sin ti soy un fantasma por las calles sin tu amor
Con el gabán cubro mi pena, mi dolor
Y en la llovizna de este invierno está tu adiós

You ain't got no wins in mi casa (¡Ajá!)
You ain't got no wins in mi casa (¡Ey, yo'!)
You ain't got no wins in mi casa
¿Qué te pasa? (Pa-pa-pasa)

Este barrio nos pario por cesárea (Ajá)
Innecesaria guerra que no cesaría de Medallo parias (Aranjuez)
Es el idioma de las balas, breques, precios, cifras
Aquí todo se dispara
Las casas se abrazan cuando dormimos
Tan estrechas que todos soñamos lo mismo
Desde temprano martilla el vecino (Ajá)
Territorio bautizao' por colonos, habitao' por campesinos
Mi primer cassetto, se lo robé al Comegatos
Por ser de Aranjuez casi me mata en Santa Cruz un santo (Aranjuez)
Es un monstruo
Si me voy nada cambia, lo combato desde adentro
Tanto amor me puede matar (Si, si)
Tengo espejos de soldados como Nipsey
El fuerte sobrevive, Priscos miles
Somos la sangre nueva que solo se derrama en graffitis
Entre amores y atracos, llueve y hace calor
Podés oler mi rap como el vapor que sale de este asfalto (Aranjuez)
Estado mental, me da y me quita, me quita y me da, mi fafá

Paredes decoradas con grafitis del SEM
Lomas empinadas que se asoman, vengan a ver
Corriendo en picada la muerte va en una DT
No hay parada, moriré pintando a lo Pedro Nel, amén

You ain't got no wins in mi casa
You ain't got no wins in mi casa
You ain't got no wins in mi casa
¿Qué te pasa? (Pa-pa-pasa)

Cables de luz con guayos colgaos'
De alguno que sus sueños le apagaron, vidas de contrabando
Barrio bajo, gente altanera (Aranjuez)
La calle no es pa' todos te recomiendo la acera
La virgen de la B nos deja jurar en vano
Las estatuas no creen en los humanos
Dejen quieto al sano, respete la vieja escuela
Si pisas esta escala de valores; se resbalan
Espérame despierta porque voy a volver
Yo sé que me extrañas en la esquina donde te amé (Aranjuez)
Huele a rimas, huele a ron, problemas, brandy Domecq
Crecen espinas en cada jardín en donde oriné
Solares sin paneles, aquí el que no tiene alias
Es por que no lo quiere nadie
Esclavos del Éxito arruinando mercaderes
Apoye la economía del barrio, no se duerma en los laureles

Es el barrio de la A a la Z (Ajá)
Moriremos con las Timberland puestas (Aranjuez)
Estado mental, me da y me quita me quita y me da, mi fafá

Paredes decoradas con grafitis del SEM
Lomas empinadas que se asoman, vengan a ver
Corriendo en picada la muerte va en una DT
No hay parada moriré pintando a lo Pedro Nel, amén

You ain't got no wins in mi casa
You ain't got no wins in mi casa
You ain't got no wins in mi casa
¿Qué te pasa? (Pa-pa-pasa)

La moraleja de vivir aquí es que pa donde mires tienes que subir
La moraleja de vivir aquí es que pa donde mires tienes que subir

Aranjuez

Aranjuez without you, I'm a ghost through the streets without your love
With my coat, I cover my sorrow, my pain
And in the drizzle of this winter is your goodbye

You ain't got no wins in my house (Aha!)
You ain't got no wins in my house (Hey, yo!)
You ain't got no wins in my house
What's wrong with you? (What's wrong, what's wrong with you?)

This neighborhood gave birth to us by Cesarean (Aha!)
An unnecessary war that wouldn't cease, pariahs from Medellin (Aranjuez)
It's the language of bullets, brakes, prices, numbers
Everything triggers here
The houses hug each other when we sleep
So narrow that we all dream the same thing
From early on, the neighbor hammers (Aha!)
Territory baptized by colonists, inhabited by peasants
My first cassette, I stole it from Comegatos
For being from Aranjuez, a saint almost killed me in Santa Cruz (Aranjuez)
It's a monster
If I leave, nothing changes, I fight it from within
So much love can kill me (Yes, yes)
I have mirrors of soldiers like Nipsey
The strong survive, thousands of Priscos
We are the new blood that only spills in graffiti
Between loves and robberies, it rains and it's hot
You can smell my rap like the steam coming off this asphalt (Aranjuez)
State of mind, it gives and takes, takes and gives, my fafá

Walls decorated with SEM graffiti
Steep hills that stand out, come and see
Running downhill, death goes in a DT
There's no stopping, I'll die painting like Pedro Nel, amen

You ain't got no wins in my house
You ain't got no wins in my house
You ain't got no wins in my house
What's wrong with you? (What's wrong, what's wrong with you?)

Power cables with hanging cleats
From someone whose dreams were extinguished, contraband lives
Low neighborhood, haughty people (Aranjuez)
The street is not for everyone, I recommend the sidewalk
The Virgin of B lets us swear in vain
Statues don't believe in humans
Leave the sane alone, respect the old school
If you step on this ladder of values; they slip
Wait for me awake because I'm coming back
I know you miss me on the corner where I loved you (Aranjuez)
It smells like rhymes, it smells like rum, problems, brandy Domecq
Thorns grow in every garden where I urinated
Lots without panels, here the one who doesn't have an alias
It's because nobody loves him
Slaves of Success ruining merchants
Support the neighborhood economy, don't rest on your laurels

It's the neighborhood from A to Z (Aha!)
We'll die with our Timberlands on (Aranjuez)
State of mind, it gives and takes, takes and gives, my fafá

Walls decorated with SEM graffiti
Steep hills that stand out, come and see
Running downhill, death goes in a DT
There's no stopping, I'll die painting like Pedro Nel, amen

You ain't got no wins in my house
You ain't got no wins in my house
You ain't got no wins in my house
What's wrong with you? (What's wrong, what's wrong with you?)

The moral of living here is that everywhere you look you have to climb
The moral of living here is that everywhere you look you have to climb