Paroles et traduction Falsalarma - El camino recto (instrumental)

El camino recto (instrumental)

Hay días en los que palos, no duelen, no muelen,
No suelen volver cual muelles,
Contruyan un puente y cuelense,
Prueben, es mas sencillo de lo que creen,
Intentenlo sera su mejor regalo de reyes,
Por mucho que llueva o por muy bien que esto suene,
Es admirable estar bien con los tiempos que corren,
Mezcla de olores de muerte y cobre,
Con miles de apóstoles,
Que van por el mismo soporte,
Si todos somos consciente de saber donde esta el sur,
¿Porque coño vamos a perder el norte?,
Las cosas van como van, si encima estan mal
No le pongas mala cara al plan de vivir bien con afán,
Como tal, sal, y disfruta de la vida que son dos días.
Así opinamos Falsalarma, Freeman y Chiens Paille,
Cest ne pas une bataille,
Abrimos la sinceridad en canal,
No existe ataque frontal,
Si por las nubes esta tu moral,
Cada vez cuesta mas que algo me afecte,
Aunque a veces no lo detecte,
Vete, no dejo que me infecte, ningun mal

Posé au fond dans le car,
Je songe de long en large,
Di son à dond dans le casque pour que ma conscience lâche,
Je suis comme un lion en cage,
Je veux pas être qu'un pion mais mettre mon nom en place,
Et que mes descendants sachent ce que que les président cachent,
Je respire pour faire des albums même si, couvert d'hématomes,
L'avenir gît sous méthadone sur ce pavé dernier de l'hexagone,
L'amour est aphone,
Que ceux qui s'aiment pardonnent,
Car des bombes soufflent leurs méga tonnes jusqu'au dernier des atomes,
Ne parlez pas de maldonne, je vous parlerai, moi, de Malcolm,
Ce qu'il a laissé survit "by any means necessary",
Faut voir les choisesen face,
Nos morts en bas s'entassent, justice, foi, respect,
Nos mômes s'en battent la race nous,
On combat l'angoisse à coups de Rhum-ananas,
Je veux reprendre la trace où elle s'arrête avant que le froid ne s'efacce porfois,
Le chemin s'insinue comme presque fini,
Sache alors que les petits buts mènent jamais qu'aux petites vies

No hay mal plan en mi stand,
Rester droit dans ce monde, par tous les moyens nécessaires,
On avance malgré ce qu'on nous réserve,
Reste droit dans ce monde,
Mi camino sigue siendo siempre recto y el vuelo es perfecto

Y pese a todo, que importan las adversidades,
Que encontramos su supimos elegir ese camino adecuado,
Y nunca andamos preocupados, a pesar de los palos,
Pues los fallose se cometen y aun vamos cada vez mas preparados,
Hoy no nos importa ver paisajes nublados,
Y no muy definidos,
Camino con este pensamiento asertivo,
Y siempre en positivo escribo,
Mi mentalidad transforma la norma,
Mientras da forma a lo horma,
Y sigo recto mi camino,
El plan es hacer rap igual que lo hicimos,
Igual que quisimo,
Tal y como supimos,
Si el corazon lo dicta sentimos,
Ese placer de hacer las cosas bien, ya por principios,
Saber tener los trapos sucios limpios,
Pero quien tiene el dominio de distorsionar la realidad,
Ir mas alla por ser capaz de transformar la actualidad,
En la que vivo,
Ya no se si atino,
Pero por mas que recibo,
Siempre procuro ver las cosas desde un angulo mas positivo

Dans la merde noir, la tête baiissée, bras ballants, une ruelle,
Des gens qui vivent, virent mais il est seul au monde,
Ce monde si tordu à ses yeux qui la plombre,
Quand l'estime tombe,
Seule reste sa droiture pour lui,
Le côte gauche d'sa poitrine et ses épaules hautes,
Pote, personne le comprend, pas grave, lui si,
Et jamais fruit sa vie scie vacile, pas mal d'coeur prende,
A comprendre, pourtanta à chaque fois,
C'est le même mûr mais frêre il prefrêre le prende sinon il vit plus,
Ris plus la monotonie dans c¡bordel, c'est pas sa manière d'être!,
Sa manière d'faire, il reste claire,
Sons zigzaguer, aux aguets a voguer,
Avec ses pensées qui viennent d'un autre monde,
Il fait toujours ces rondes en étant droit avec ces catins,
Atteint de la maldie la plus grave aqui puisse exister,
La naïveté et on est tous dans la même cas, coño!,
Car on cherche tous el camino recto

No hay mal plan en mi stand,
Rester droit dans ce monde, par tous les moyens nécessaires,
On avance malgré ce qu'on nous réserve,
Reste droit dans ce monde,
Mi camino sigue siendo siempre recto y el vuelo es perfecto

The Straight Path (instrumental)

There are days when blows don't hurt, don't grind,
They don't usually spring back like coils,
Build a bridge and hang on,
Try it, it's easier than you think,
Try it, it will be your best Epiphany gift,
No matter how much it rains or how good this sounds,
It's admirable to be well with the times,
A mix of smells of death and copper,
With thousands of apostles,
Who go by the same support,
If we are all aware of where the south is,
Why the hell are we going to lose the north?,
Things go as they go, if they are bad on top of that
Don't put a bad face on the plan to live well with eagerness,
As such, go out and enjoy life, it's only two days.
This is the opinion of Falsalarma, Freeman and Chiens Paille,
This is not a battle,
We open sincerity in the channel,
There is no frontal attack,
If your morale is in the clouds,
It's getting harder for something to affect me,
Even though sometimes I don't detect it,
Go away, I don't let any evil infect me

Sitting in the back of the bus,
I think far and wide,
I turn up the sound in my headphones so my conscience lets go,
I'm like a lion in a cage,
I don't want to be just a pawn but to put my name in place,
And let my descendants know what the presidents are hiding,
I breathe to make albums even if, covered in bruises,
The future lies under methadone on this last pavement of the hexagon,
Love is silent,
May those who love each other forgive,
Because bombs blow their megatons to the last atom,
Don't talk about bribes, I'll talk to you about Malcolm,
What he left behind survives "by any means necessary",
You have to see things in the face,
Our dead below pile up, justice, faith, respect,
Our kids don't give a damn about us,
We fight anxiety with pineapple rum,
I want to pick up the trail where it stops before the cold fades away,
The path winds its way like almost finished,
Know then that small goals never lead to anything but small lives

There's no bad plan in my booth,
Stay straight in this world, by any means necessary,
We move forward despite what's in store for us,
Stay straight in this world,
My path is always straight and the flight is perfect

And despite everything, what do adversities matter,
That we found them, we knew how to choose the right path,
And we never walk worried, despite the blows,
Well, mistakes are made and we are still more and more prepared,
Today we don't mind seeing cloudy landscapes,
And not very defined,
I walk with this assertive thought,
And I always write in a positive way,
My mentality transforms the norm,
While giving shape to what conforms,
And I keep going straight on my path,
The plan is to make rap just like we did,
Just like we wanted,
Just like we knew how,
If the heart dictates it, we feel,
That pleasure of doing things right, already by principles,
Knowing how to have dirty laundry clean,
But who has the mastery to distort reality,
To go further by being able to transform the present,
In which I live,
I don't know if I'm right,
But no matter how much I receive,
I always try to see things from a more positive angle

In the black shit, head down, arms dangling, an alley,
People who live, turn but he is alone in the world,
This world so twisted in his eyes that weighs him down,
When esteem falls,
Only his righteousness remains for him,
The left side of his chest and his high shoulders,
Dude, nobody understands him, no big deal, he does,
And never saw his life saw waver, no heartache taken,
To understand, yet every time,
It's the same wall but brother he prefers to take it otherwise he doesn't live anymore,
No more laughing at the monotony in this mess, it's not his way of being!
His way of doing, he remains clear,
Sounds zigzag, on the lookout to sail,
With his thoughts that come from another world,
He always does these rounds by being straight with these harlots,
Suffering from the most serious illness that can exist,
Naivety and we are all in the same case, damn it!
Because we are all looking for the straight path

There's no bad plan in my booth,
Stay straight in this world, by any means necessary,
We move forward despite what's in store for us,
Stay straight in this world,
My path is always straight and the flight is perfect