Paroles et traduction Ca7riel - Vibra Alta

Vibra Alta

Esa, sin miedo, esa
No pares, no pares, no pares nunca, eh
No pares, no no no no no no no
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no
Eh, ok, eh, escucha

Vi tanta gente mala
Vi tanta buena
Hay quien elije una bala contra llevar sus cadenas
Vi seres que tienen millones de esas llaves
Y no regalan libertad, con ellas se hacen collares

¿Qué paso varón?
Caíste y en tu escena no hubo acción
Te escondiste, cambiaste de profesión
Te hundiste tan profundo, no llega ni Poseidon
El arte vino a rescatarte son, con su vibración

¿Qué paso varón?
Te ahoga la presión
El miedo paso a ser la melodía principal de tu canción
Si la mierda te hiere y tu esencia interfiere
Ca7riel sugiere cambiar de sintonización
Con razón, aprendimos la lección de memoria
Corazón, al mambo la vida es contradictoria
No es la memoria la que hace disfrutar la clase
La euforia por vivir hace gritar al wachin' cuando nace
Me fumo un Jasen

La energía me destroza
No quiero ser el prócer sino el pájaro que en su estatua posa
La manija me destroza
No quiero ser el prócer sino el pájaro que en su estatua posa
La energía me destroza
No quiero ser el prócer sino el pájaro que en su estatua posa

Viaja pa' conocer
Cada rincón de mi alma
Pasar la canción así el mundo se salva
Que la vida valga, no insultar más al sol
Soy yo el que enfría los días, cuando asumo su rol
Dice mi guitarra vibra y deja vibrar
Vola bajo, me desgarra, seria artificial
No modular, mi frecuencia mental, espiritual
No me hinches los huevos yo quiero volar

Loros, los que no nos
Dejan vibrar grave
A distinta velocidad es que mueven las alas las aves
Tu vibración nunca se mantiene
Al colibrí atale las alas y su corazón se detiene

La alquimia
Nunca motor, metal en oro
Ciclotimia
Transformo mi mal en rap y coros
De mis poros sale la tinta con la que escribo
Razón por la que no lloro meto lagrima en estribo, bitch

La energía me destroza
No quiero ser el prócer sino el pájaro que en su estatua posa
No, no no no, no no no
La manija me destroza
No quiero ser el prócer sino el pájaro que en su estatua posa
La energía me destroza
No quiero ser el prócer sino el pájaro que en su estatua posa

Vibrates High

That, without fear, that
Don't stop, don't stop, don't ever stop, eh
Don't stop, no no no no no no no
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no
Uh, ok, uh, listen.

I saw so many bad people
I saw so much good
Some people choose a bullet against wearing their chains
I saw beings who have millions of those keys
And they don't give away freedom, they make necklaces with them

What happened, man?
You fell and there was no action in your scene
You hid, you changed your profession
You've sunk so deep, it doesn't even reach Poseidon
Art came to rescue you son, with its vibration

What happened, man?
The pressure drowns you
Fear became the main melody of your song
If the shit hurts you and your essence interferes
Ca7riel suggests changing the tuning
No wonder, we learned the lesson by heart
Heart, to the mambo life is contradictory
It's not the memory that makes the class enjoy
The euphoria of living makes the wachin' scream when he's born
I smoke a Jasen

The energy is destroying me
I don't want to be the hero but the bird that poses on his statue
The handle is tearing me apart
I don't want to be the hero but the bird that poses on his statue
The energy is destroying me
I don't want to be the hero but the bird that poses on his statue

Travel to know
Every corner of my soul
To pass the song so the world is saved
Let life be worth, no more insulting the sun
It's me who cools the days, when I take on his role
He says my guitar vibrates and lets it vibrate
It flies low, it tears me apart, it would be artificial
Non-modular, my mental, spiritual frequency
Don't swell my balls I want to fly

Parrots, those who do not
They let serious vibrate
At a different speed is that birds move their wings
Your vibration never stays
The hummingbird ties his wings and his heart stops

The alchemy
Never engine, metal in gold
Cyclothymia
I turn my evil into rap and choirs
Out of my pores comes the ink with which I write
Reason I don't cry I put a tear in my stirrup, bitch

The energy is destroying me
I don't want to be the hero but the bird that poses on his statue
No, no no no, no no no
The handle is tearing me apart
I don't want to be the hero but the bird that poses on his statue
The energy is destroying me
I don't want to be the hero but the bird that poses on his statue