Paroles et traduction D.OZi - Un Final Impredecible

Un Final Impredecible

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Un final impredecible...

Un final impredecible...
Abre los ojos porfavor qe me partes el alma...

Tal ves estas son las ultimas palabras qe tu escuches,
Mirame a los ojos y presta atencion qe ya siento el buche de la sangre,
Y me da problema un poco para hablarte

No llores te lo juro no qeria pasar por esto,
Pero alo qe me dedico ahora es mi fuente de sustenso,
Por la muerte & ley de vida hoy me dieron la sesantia
Porqe el juego se a convertido en guerra desenteria
Y los males el proposito ahora la estabilidad,
Te prometi dalte un mundo lleno de facilidad todo a tu alcanze,
Sin traer problemas pa dentro e la casa,
Yo no qiero qe el nene vea por lo qe papy pasa,
Lo feo qe son mis sombras, la Colta encima la alfombra,
Todos los hay un problema,
Se perdieron las botellas,
Cojieron al tirador le mandamos sin dejar huellas,
El pary dandome las qejas,
Lo unico qe a mi me llena son ustedes.

Un final impredecible ...

Y vuela vuela vuela vuela...
Y vuela vuela vuela vuela...

Al final de todo nosotros las mujeres somos qien cargamos con el dolor,
Y nuestros hijos eredan el sufrimiento por causas similares a estas...

Unpredictable Ending

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An unpredictable ending...

An unpredictable ending...
Open your eyes, please, because you're breaking my heart...

Maybe these are the last words you'll hear,
Look me in the eyes and pay attention because I can already feel the blood in my throat,
Which is making it a little difficult for me to talk to you

Don't cry, I swear I didn't want this to happen,
But what I do now is my source of income,
Because of death & the law of life, today I was fired
Because the game has turned into a war of attrition
And evil has become the purpose, now stability,
I promised to give you a world full of ease, everything within your reach,
Without bringing problems into the house,
I don't want the boy to see what daddy is going through,
How ugly my shadows are, the gun on the rug,
There's always a problem with everyone,
The bottles were lost,
They caught the shooter and we sent him away without leaving a trace,
The party is making me complain,
The only thing that fills me is you.

An unpredictable ending ...

And it flies, it flies, it flies, it flies...
And it flies, it flies, it flies, it flies...

In the end, we women are the ones who bear the pain,
And our children inherit the suffering for similar reasons...