Ding - Dong - Blake traduction en anglais

Ding - Dong

Ábreme esa puerta de par en par,
Yo aquí no vuelvo me quiero largar,
Otra vez en mi cabeza el bum, bum,
Lo dicho déjame me quiero marchar.
Estoy hasta la punta de po-po-po-poco a poco,
Me la suda todo más, no enfoco,
Todo lo que toco acaba roto. ... coño,
Me cago en mi puta mi puta madre que mal sueño.
Que ha pasado aquí si yo estaba bien, fetén,
Como un jeque, le dije a mi tren vete,
Por tonto, pelele que no aprende, se,
Que la vida se me repite una y otra vez.
Este cuento me suena, y me aburre,
Veo mi vida pasar en bucle,
Me la encuentro, pero no lo busqué,
Pido socorro pero nadie acude.
Que le den, yo me aclimato,
O me aclimuero, conmigo hice un trato,
Dije todo me la va sudar, para rato,
Voy a pensar en mí, en ti, el tato,
Saco mi sonrisa de segundo plato,
Para los que les gusta comer de mis datos,
Cierro la boca, rapeo y me la saco,
A mi bola, ni un hola, ni un adiós, largo.
Ding, dong, ding, ding, ding, dong,
Ding, dong, ding, dong, ding,
Encerrado en mi salon y de fondo
Ese ding, dong, ding, dong,
Yo aquí no vuelvo me quiero largar,
Y esto por culpa de mi puta suerte,
Pienso en la vida que me ha hecho pasar,
Horas pegado a ese ding, dong.
Cuando me vaya el pestillo echaré.
Aunque se pudra aquí no entra más nadie,
Luego no digan que yo no avisé,
Vas a llorarle a tu puta madre.
Buscando el ojo del tuerto que me miro,
Seguro dijo de culo te irá,
Lo voy a encontrar te lo voy a meter.
Por el culo por todo este tiempo de gafe,
Más que fe que tengo sed de venganza,
Más que paz tengo un nudo en la panza,
Para que, "tu pasa", ya me pase,
Y mírame como acabe de salud mental,
No tengo sentido pero todo lo que escribo es una gran verdad,
Tanto o más, que me llaman genio,
Tu eres el rapero de la década? mi polla,
Yo de cada uno que me oye se le va olla,
Ya se todo lo que pasa,
Lo que no entiendo es porque paso, como de,
La puta mierda en verdad mírame en mi salón,
Con eseding dong,
Taladrando mi cabeza y son,
La ocho de la mañana arañando la razón,
Quitaré el tapón, se fue pal′ fondo andará en Hong Kong,
Este cuento me suena y me aburre...
Ding, dong, ding, dong,
Veo mi vida pasar en bucle.
Ding, dong, ding, ding, ding, dong,
Ding, dong, ding, dong, ding,
Encerrado en mi salon y de fondo
Ese ding, dong, ding, dong,
Yo aquí no vuelvo me quiero largar,
Y esto por culpa de mi puta suerte,
Pienso en la vida que me ha hecho pasar,
Horas pegado a ese ding, dong.

Ding - Dong

Open the door wide for me,
I'm not coming back here, I want to leave,
Again in my head the boom, boom,
As I said, let me go, I want to leave.
I'm up to the tip of po-po-po-little by little,
I don't give a damn about anything anymore, I can't focus,
Everything I touch ends up broken. ... damn,
I shit on my fucking fucking mother what a bad dream.
What happened here if I was fine, fetén,
Like a sheikh, I told my train to go,
For being a fool, a puppet who doesn't learn, I know,
That life repeats itself over and over again.
This story sounds familiar, and it bores me,
I see my life passing by in a loop,
I find it, but I didn't look for it,
I call for help but no one comes.
Screw it, I'll acclimate,
Or I'll acclimatize, I made a deal with myself,
I said I'm going to sweat it all out, for a while,
I'm going to think about myself, about you, about everyone,
I take out my second-rate smile,
For those who like to eat from my data,
I close my mouth, I rap and I take it out,
To my ball, not a hello, not a goodbye, I'm leaving.
Ding, dong, ding, ding, ding, dong,
Ding, dong, ding, dong, ding,
Locked in my living room and in the background
That ding, dong, ding, dong,
I'm not coming back here, I want to leave,
And this is because of my fucking luck,
I think about the life it has made me go through,
Hours stuck to that ding, dong.
When I leave, I'll lock the latch.
Even if it rots here, no one else comes in,
Then don't say I didn't warn you,
You're going to cry to your fucking mother.
Looking for the eye of the one-eyed man who looked at me,
He surely said your ass will go,
I'm going to find it, I'm going to stick it in you.
Up your ass for all this time of jinx,
More than faith I have a thirst for revenge,
More than peace I have a knot in my stomach,
So that, "you pass", I already passed,
And look at me how I ended up mentally,
I don't make sense but everything I write is a great truth,
So much or more, that they call me a genius,
You're the rapper of the decade? my dick,
I'm the one who makes everyone who listens to me lose their minds,
I already know everything that happens,
What I don't understand is why I pass, like,
The fucking shit really look at me in my living room,
With this ding dong,
Drilling into my head and they are,
Eight in the morning scratching my reason,
I will remove the cap, it went to the bottom it will be in Hong Kong,
This story sounds familiar and it bores me...
Ding, dong, ding, dong,
I see my life passing by in a loop.
Ding, dong, ding, ding, ding, dong,
Ding, dong, ding, dong, ding,
Locked in my living room and in the background
That ding, dong, ding, dong,
I'm not coming back here, I want to leave,
And this is because of my fucking luck,
I think about the life it has made me go through,
Hours stuck to that ding, dong.