Paroles et traduction DanO - El Igloo

El Igloo

Ah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Ah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Ah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Ah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Yeah)

En mis días libres, como Ferris Bueller
Intento entrar en tus sueños: Freddy Krueger
Quince años fumando leños que ni suben
Pero me hacen sentir to' seguro: Verisure
En el vaso pusiste cianuro, casi me la lías
¿Cuánto tienen que sufrir dos almas pa' verse vacías?
Tenía más rayas en la mesa que el jefe de Adidas
Nada va a cambiar hasta que se cierren heridas
Demasia'o bagaje si en la cara se nos ve
No caben viejas parejas, no es el arca de Noé
Yo quise encender la llama, no rociar de querosén
¿Pa' qué voy a ver la peli si el final ya me lo sé?
Vivo como un ermitaño, tengo miedo de la luz
Encerra'o como el Ferras, Pacho Viejo, Veracruz
Ah, hasta que todo el cuerpo sea azul
No te rías de la muerte si el siguiente serás tú

Ah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Ah, yeah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Ah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Ah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Si vienen a matarme con la antorcha, los espero (Yeah)
Yo vivo en un igloo como bakalas noventeros (Ah)
Si vienen a matarme con la antorcha, los espero (Yeah)
Yo vivo en un igloo como bakalas noventeros

Los errores salen caros, ¿tienes chavo pa' pagarlo?
Eh, ¿tienes chavo pa' pagarlo?
Si se prende fuego el mundo, ¿quién va a estar para apagarlo? (-pagarlo)
Sobre este suelo quemado el fruto sabe amargo
Vine a demostrarles lo que valgo
Pero se dieron media vuelta y me dejaron solo
Yo pensaba que era un chulo
Pero delante había un chulo con un guante repleto de talco y ¡Pa!
Ah, la vida te da sorpresas porque compasión ninguna
¿Alguna vez lloraste delante de una pintura? (Eh)
Crucé cientos de mares, caí por más de mil dunas
Por un cofre dorado que alberga todas mis dudas
No lo saciaron
Murió buscando y buscando, menudo desgraciado
De vez en cuando me bajo a pintar todo borracho
Los niños malos del barrio saben de lo que hablo

Ah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Ah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Ah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Ah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Si vienen a matarme con la antorcha, los espero (Yeah)
Yo vivo en un igloo como bakalas noventeros (Ah)
Si vienen a matarme con la antorcha, los espero (Yeah)
Yo vivo en un igloo como bakalas noventeros, bitch

Ah, yea, yeah
Word up, word up, ah
Word up, word up, yeah, ah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Yeah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Ah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Ziontifik for life, bitch

Pura belleza, oh
Pura belleza, oh
Pura belleza
Con su rutina
Digo adiós
Pura belleza
Pura belleza, oh
Pura belleza, oh
Pura belleza

The Igloo

Ah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Ah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Ah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Ah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Yeah)

On my days off, like Ferris Bueller
I try to enter your dreams: Freddy Krueger
Fifteen years smoking logs that don't even get me high
But they make me feel all safe: Verisure
You put cyanide in the glass, you almost screwed me over
How much do two souls have to suffer to see each other empty?
I had more lines on the table than the head of Adidas
Nothing's gonna change until wounds are closed
Too much baggage if it shows on our faces
Old couples don't fit, it's not Noah's Ark
I wanted to light the flame, not spray kerosene
Why should I watch the movie if I already know the ending?
I live like a hermit, I'm afraid of the light
Locked up like Ferras, Pacho Viejo, Veracruz
Ah, until the whole body is blue
Don't laugh at death if you're next

Ah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Ah, yeah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Ah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Ah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

If they come to kill me with the torch, I'm waiting (Yeah)
I live in an igloo like nineties bakalas (Ah)
If they come to kill me with the torch, I'm waiting (Yeah)
I live in an igloo like nineties bakalas

Mistakes are expensive, do you have the dough to pay for it?
Eh, do you have the dough to pay for it?
If the world catches fire, who will be there to put it out? (-pay for it)
On this scorched earth the fruit tastes bitter
I came to show them what I'm worth
But they turned around and left me alone
I thought I was a pimp
But in front of me was a pimp with a glove full of talcum powder and Bam!
Ah, life surprises you because there is no compassion
Have you ever cried in front of a painting? (Eh)
I crossed hundreds of seas, I fell over a thousand dunes
For a golden chest that holds all my doubts
They didn't satisfy him
He died searching and searching, what a wretch
From time to time I go down to paint all drunk
The bad boys in the neighborhood know what I'm talking about

Ah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Ah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Ah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Ah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

If they come to kill me with the torch, I'm waiting (Yeah)
I live in an igloo like nineties bakalas (Ah)
If they come to kill me with the torch, I'm waiting (Yeah)
I live in an igloo like nineties bakalas, bitch

Ah, yea, yeah
Word up, word up, ah
Word up, word up, yeah, ah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Yeah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Ah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Ziontifik for life, bitch

Pure beauty, oh
Pure beauty, oh
Pure beauty
With her routine
I say goodbye
Pure beauty
Pure beauty, oh
Pure beauty, oh
Pure beauty