Paroles et traduction en anglais Camille Esteban - No ante la ley

No ante la ley

Dari-rara-eh
Hmm

Cuando yo la vi
Tuve la impresión de conocerla
¿Dónde puede vivir?
No puedo imaginar y eso me lastima

Cuando yo la vi
Supe que era extranjera
Le quería decir:
"Vamos a hacer un tour con mis compas", eyoh

Cuéntenme, ¿Dónde viene esta carra?, de una vez
Y contigo podré pasar un rato
Para que me enseñes tus cosas

¿Qué hacen tus padres, tus hijos?
Y si los tienes, ¿Cuáles son tus estudios?
Tal vez en tus ojos se esconde un pasado
Porque este efecto latino es presente en tu acento

Suavemente, voy a contar como la conocí
No debes juzgar a la gente que no conoces
Suavemente, cada uno tiene una vida
Un deseo, una historia, nadie te pertenece

Suavemente, me di cuenta de la mirada de los otros
El poder que tenemos de uno sobre otro
Dame la mano, somos iguales
Mira, somos iguales pero no ante la ley
Pero no ante la ley
Pero no ante la ley
Pero no ante la ley, no ante la ley

Comment ça va petit?
J'ai comme l'impression que tu es plus grand que moi
Oui la vie va vite
Voyage à travers toi
Quand je te regarde, je te vois
J'voudrais réaliser tout, même c'que je n'peux pas
Dans ta voix
J'entends tes pleures alors que le monde est à toi, eh yo

Raconte-moi, d'où vient ce visage qui se pose juste devant moi?
Et avec toi, j'pourrai passer des journées pleines de questions
J'voudrais tout savoir, que font tes parents et tes frères et sœurs?
Et si tu en as, j'veux connaître tes doutes, tes peurs
Tu sais, on est pas si différent, si on s'compare aux autres
C'qui fait une bonne personne, c'est pas la couleur de sa peau

J'en ai marre, j'm'en tape qu'tu sois noir ou blanc, qu't'es la peau mate
Qu'on parle mal de toi, derrière, en face, on te passe la pommade
Un putain d'drama, j'sais que ces choses finissent souvent mal
Sors de chez toi, ça va pas t'rendre malade

Moi, j'en ai marre, j'm'en tape qu'tu sois noir ou blanc, qu't'es la peau mate
Qu'on parle mal de toi, derrière, en face, on te passe la pommade
Un putain d'drama, j'sais que ces choses finissent souvent mal
Sors de chez toi, sors de chez toi, tu verras

Not Before the Law

Dari-rara-eh
Hmm

When I saw him
I felt like I knew him
Where could he live?
I can't imagine and it hurts me

When I saw him
I knew he was a foreigner
I wanted to tell him:
"Let's take a tour with my friends", eyoh

Tell me, where does this guy come from? Right away
And with you I could spend some time
So you can show me your things

What do your parents, your children do?
And if you have them, what are your studies?
Maybe a past hides in your eyes
Because this Latino effect is present in your accent

Gently, I'll tell you how I met him
You shouldn't judge people you don't know
Gently, everyone has a life
A desire, a story, nobody belongs to you

Gently, I realized the gaze of others
The power we have over each other
Give me your hand, we are equal
Look, we are equal but not before the law
But not before the law
But not before the law
But not before the law, not before the law

How are you, little one?
I feel like you're taller than me
Yes, life goes fast
Travel through you
When I look at you, I see you
I want to achieve everything, even what I can't
In your voice
I hear your cries even though the world is yours, eh yo

Tell me, where does this face come from that sits right in front of me?
And with you, I could spend days full of questions
I want to know everything, what do your parents and your siblings do?
And if you have them, I want to know your doubts, your fears
You know, we are not so different, if we compare ourselves to others
What makes a good person is not the color of their skin

I'm tired, I don't care if you're black or white, if you have dark skin
That people talk bad about you, behind your back, to your face, they butter you up
A damn drama, I know these things often end badly
Get out of your house, it's not going to make you sick

Me, I'm tired, I don't care if you're black or white, if you have dark skin
That people talk bad about you, behind your back, to your face, they butter you up
A damn drama, I know these things often end badly
Get out of your house, get out of your house, you'll see