Paroles et traduction en anglais Feid - ESQUIRLA

ESQUIRLA

Wow, uy, yeah

Tu cora se puteó y ya se recuperó full, hey
Las cicatrices se borran con una noche de perreo y alcohol
Ella no quiere visitar al doctor
Sus amigas dicen sí, ella dice no

Llega el finde y empieza a recordar
Esa esquirla en su cora está enterrá
Ta enterrá

Le partieron el cora con una pistola
Taba puteá por dentro, ella se arregló sola, yeah
En la disco apretá, sudá
Party y botelleo, la baby vino a perrear
Le partieron el cora con una pistola
Taba puteá por dentro, ella se arregló sola

Tabas perdí'a, tas crecí'a desde el día en que pasó to
No sabía si saldría de esa puta relación
Monotonía, ahora se pone falda, sube foto en Nueva York
Por Milán, por París, pero la baby ahora es mía
Se saca to la muchacha
Un shot, dos shot, una cacha
Nunca sornera, siempre en alta

Y empieza acordar
De la esquirla, en su cora está enterrá
Ta enterrá

Le partieron el cora con una pistola
Taba puteá por dentro, ella se arregló sola, yeah
En la disco apretá, sudá
Party y botelleo, la baby vino a perrear
Le partieron el cora con una pistola
Taba puteá por dentro, ella se arregló sola

SPLINTER

Wow, hey, yeah

Your heart got fucked up but it's fully recovered now, hey
Scars fade with a night of perreo and alcohol
She doesn't want to visit the doctor
Her friends say yes, she says no

The weekend arrives and she starts to remember
That splinter in her heart is buried
It's buried

They broke her heart with a pistol
She was messed up inside, she fixed herself, yeah
In the club, tight, sweaty
Party and bottles, baby came to perreo
They broke her heart with a pistol
She was messed up inside, she fixed herself

You were lost, you've grown since the day it all happened
Didn't know if you'd get out of that damn relationship
Monotony, now she wears a skirt, uploads photos in New York
Milan, Paris, but baby girl is mine now
She takes it all off
One shot, two shots, a blunt
Never sneaky, always high-class

And she starts to remember
The splinter, it's buried in her heart
It's buried

They broke her heart with a pistol
She was messed up inside, she fixed herself, yeah
In the club, tight, sweaty
Party and bottles, baby came to perreo
They broke her heart with a pistol
She was messed up inside, she fixed herself