Paroles et traduction Cevlade feat. DJ Matz - Saboreando el Polvo

Saboreando el Polvo

He mordido el polvo
Bocado tras bocado
Trastocado, la he cagado
El público me ha juzgado
He pagado cada fail
Con intereses de Retail
Pero nunca es a la cara
Siempre es por facebook o mail

Admito mis errores
Trato de corregirlos
Lo que callamos los mejores
El modo de resarcirlos
He caido, he fracasado
Te lo he rapeado y te ha divertido

¿Conoces toda mi vida?, ¿la oiste en una cancion?
¿Mi afliccion?, requieres una leccion de ficcion
Quizas tu vida y sus "reveses" quepan en 3 minutos
180 veces segundos segundón tu mundo es diminuto

Opinas de todo pues, tu no tienes vida
Caer no duele tanto como una recaida
Eres doble, triple, y cuadruple moral
Sufres lo que sufres gritando: mirenme soy subnormal!

He mordido el polvo hay asuntos que aun no resuelvo
El voy y vuelvo un cruel dolor, por eso el micro aun sostengo
Que vengan los cuervos aqui espero, tengo un disco nuevo
Es para disparar a la bandada o cuerpo a cuerpo muerdo

He saboreado la derrota
Ya hice mas que tu
Sabe a fé-rrota
Son barrotes que encierran mi espiritu
Mi pega es publica al hacerla toman fotos
Si la cago todos saben, si la cagas culpas a otros

Repites lo que otros dicen, que he fallado en conciertos
Pero poco se dice de: cuando han quedado boquiabiertos
Magnificas la minucia
La amplificas a desgracia
Crucificas topocracia
Y el de al lao sigue tu ejemplo

Como no hay mas argumentos de ahi se afirman pa limitar
Tienen miedo hijos de puta, les tirita la letrita
No hay na′ que puedan hacer, mi rap levita no lo evitan
Los puse en orbita, son mas perones que Vita*

Lo que pasa aqui dentro, ratas ingratas desconocen
Tocen pestes los hermosos mundos que hice pal goze
Si son castillos de cristal entonces les avientan piedras
Si expongo el alma y quebranto no es pa que la destrozen

Te hace bien, sabiendo que es sentirte sensible
Viendo que en el viento vuelan, lo apedreas porque es libre
No argumentan, inventan, comentan, fomentan
En escarnios fomes tanto no hallan a quien destruirle

Al ornamentar el rumor, de atormentar se alimentan
Con las vigas en sus ojos arman cruzes luego ofrendan
Espian sus fracasos condenando al que se atreve
Se vuelven crueles porque no pueden y lo lamentan

La cagué, lo asumí
Sigo trabajando en mi
Yo se porque me juzgas, ocultas algo ahí
Es casi porque sí, porque sientes que si
No me destruyes pronto, notaran la mierda que hay en ti

Te emocionamos, damos trocitos de alma de regalo
Nuestro barro es el amor nuestras manos lo humano
Como puedes ser tan malo?, te entregamos mil sonrisas
Dimos calor, dimos valor, cuando te hicieron trizas

Entiende idiota, el artista es quien coloca
El OST en tu vida fibras toca en melodias que evocan
La cancion que suena al probar esa boca que aun provoca
La inequivoca nota que de amor la volvió loca

No somos tus empleados, ahorrate el berrinche
Si no saceamos tus caprichos no esta bien que nos linches
Sin musica la vida seria un error nos dijo Nietzsche
Yo digo que el musico es tu aliado ni cagando un wurlitzer*

Es un desastre saber, que el infierno son los otros
Como tu yo tengo miedos, problemas y sueños rotos
Yo que tu me agoto loco no tolero mas alboroto
La vida me votó muchas veces pero nunca me derrotó

Savoring the Dust

I have bitten the dust
Bite after bite
Disturbed, I screwed up
The public has judged me
I have paid for every fail
With retail interest
But it's never to my face
It's always on Facebook or email

I admit my mistakes
I try to correct them
What we, the best, keep silent about
The way to make up for them
I have fallen, I have failed
I rapped it to you and it amused you

Do you know my whole life? Did you hear it in a song?
My affliction? You need a fiction lesson
Maybe your life and its "setbacks" fit in 3 minutes
180 times seconds, you runner-up your world is tiny

You have an opinion on everything, well, you don't have a life
Falling doesn't hurt as much as a relapse
You are double, triple, and quadruple moral
You suffer what you suffer screaming: Look at me I'm subnormal!

I have bitten the dust there are issues I still haven't resolved
The come and go, a cruel pain, that's why I still hold the microphone
Let the crows come here I wait, I have a new album
It's to shoot the flock or I bite body to body

I have tasted defeat
I have already done more than you
It tastes like defeat
They are bars that enclose my spirit
My glue is public, they take pictures when I do it
If I screw up everyone knows, if you screw up you blame others

You repeat what others say, that I have failed in concerts
But little is said about: when they have been left speechless
You magnify the trifle
You amplify it to misfortune
You crucify topocracy
And the one next to you follows your example

As there are no more arguments, they hold on to it to limit
They are afraid sons of bitches, their little letter shakes
There's nothing they can do, my rap levitates they can't avoid it
I put them in orbit, they are more losers than Vita*

What happens here inside, ungrateful rats are unaware
Touch pests the beautiful worlds I made for enjoyment
If they are crystal castles then they throw stones at them
If I expose the soul and heartbreak, it is not for them to destroy it

It does you good, knowing what it is to feel sensitive
Seeing it flying in the wind, you stone it because it's free
They don't argue, they invent, they comment, they encourage
They don't find anyone to destroy in dull charnel houses

By ornamenting the rumor, they feed on tormenting
With the beams in their eyes they make crosses then they offer
They spy on their failures condemning whoever dares
They become cruel because they can't and they regret it

I screwed up, I owned it
I keep working on myself
I know why you judge me, you are hiding something there
It's almost because yes, because you feel that if
If you don't destroy me soon, they will notice the shit that's in you

We move you, we give you pieces of soul as a gift
Our mud is love, our hands are human
How can you be so bad? We gave you a thousand smiles
We gave warmth, we gave courage, when they broke you into pieces

Understand you idiot, the artist is the one who places
The OST in your life touches fibers in melodies that evoke
The song that plays when you taste that mouth that still provokes
The unmistakable note that made her crazy for love

We are not your employees, save yourself the tantrum
If we don't satisfy your whims, it's not okay for you to lynch us
Without music, life would be a mistake, Nietzsche told us
I say that the musician is your ally, not fucking a Wurlitzer*

It's a disaster to know that hell is other people
Like you, I have fears, problems and broken dreams
I'm exhausted, crazy I can't stand any more fuss
Life has thrown me out many times but it has never defeated me