Paroles et traduction Fernando Costa feat. Noise System - Báilame la mirada

Báilame la mirada

Yo pensando en ti, tú pensando en mí.
Tú escuchando blues, yo escucho B.I.G.
Fuimos felices, nos comimos las perdices.
Yo no sería yo, ni tú sin tus deslices.
Andando por Madrid. La selva de asfalto.
Lo puedes sentir. Te vigilan desde lo alto.
Necesito huir, no se con quien ni cuando.
Te puedes venir, la lista va aumentado.
Voy Hight. Dame Luz, necesito light.
Mi combo esta mu' heavy.
Ready today.
Rajando la amapolas
No lo pilláis.
Camellos en la cola venden coca-cola. No es light.
Vengo de la España muerta.
Del comprarme una casa y un mercedes tres puertas.
Del aquí no se toca, la cancela está abierta.
Para cada niño un piso y un garaje cerca.
Esto es calité______
La melancholy, ya me la en_culé.
Como un colibrí los polinicé.
Cifuentes roba crema.
Ese es el dilema.
La juventud se enciende, odian el sistema.
Eso quema y nos hierven las venas.
Olemos fuerte, como un kilo de peri.
Dhfiindaunnfigvlorfj
Llevo detrás al sherif.
Me pagó con la misma moneda y los mismos problemas dentro de mí.
Olemos fuerte, como un kilo de peri.
Dhfiindaunnfigvlorfj
Llevo detrás al sherif.
Me pagó con la misma moneda y los mismos problemas dentro de mí.
Lo que no mata; engorda, si engorda, alimenta.
De la época del no salen las cuentas.
Del te mueres o reinventas.
Tengo niñatos que ahora son super ventas.
Que viven en las ventas.
De la escuela del fracaso.
Mis niños to rayaos me dicen que escuchan pasos.
Nos perdimos el ocaso.
Y la ansiedad no pudo y nos ahogamos en un vaso.
El niño esta llorando, nadie le hace caso.
Solo quiere su trozo de queso
Que si agua suena algo lleva el río
Ay Dios mío! Ay Dios mío! Cuantos días se me han 'ío!
Cuantas noches no he dormío.
Por culpa del desvarío.
Quiero despreocupación como cuando eramos críos.
Al lío al lío sean bien avenidos
Vienen a rezar porque están arrepentidos
Penitencia que pagar por pecados cometidos
No sean tan comedidos
Aun no ha llegao el castigo
Sigo sigo yo nunca me he rendido
Me he vuelto a levantar y mira que me he caído
Esto es pa la calle pa'l que todavía siente el frío.
Pal que alguien ha perdío.
Bailame la mirada
Yo escucho tu pelo
Saborea mi alma
Vengo de familia humilde
Las cosas por favor y el trabajo a la espalda
Del di lo que piensas
Que nadie te calle
Que aquí nadie manda
Caminante no hay camino
Si nadie lo anda
Bailame la mirada
Yo escucho tu pelo
Saborea mi alma
Vengo de familia humilde
Las cosas por favor y el trabajo a la espalda
Del di lo que piensas
Que nadie te calle
Que aquí nadie manda
Caminante no hay camino
Si nadie lo anda.

Dance with Your Eyes

Me thinking of you, you thinking of me.
You listening to blues, I'm listening to B.I.G.
We were happy, we had a feast.
I wouldn't be me, nor you without your slips.
Walking through Madrid. The asphalt jungle.
You can feel it. They watch you from above.
I need to escape, I don't know with whom or when.
You can come along, the list is growing.
I'm high. Give me light, I need light.
My crew is too heavy.
Ready today.
Splitting the poppies
You don't get it.
Camels in the queue sell Coca-Cola. It's not light.
I come from dead Spain.
From buying a house and a three-door Mercedes.
From "don't touch here," the gate is open.
For each child, an apartment and a garage nearby.
This is quality______
Melancholy, I already screwed it.
Like a hummingbird I pollinated them.
Cifuentes steals cream.
That's the dilemma.
The youth are ignited, they hate the system.
That burns and our veins boil.
We smell strong, like a kilo of peri.
Dhfiindaunnfigvlorfj
I have the sheriff behind me.
She paid me back with the same coin and the same problems within me.
We smell strong, like a kilo of peri.
Dhfiindaunnfigvlorfj
I have the sheriff behind me.
She paid me back with the same coin and the same problems within me.
What doesn't kill you; makes you fat, if it fattens, it feeds.
From the era of "no," the accounts don't add up.
From "you die or reinvent yourself."
I have kids who are now bestsellers.
Who live in sales.
From the school of failure.
My kids all scratched up tell me they hear footsteps.
We missed the sunset.
And anxiety couldn't take it and we drowned in a glass.
The child is crying, nobody pays attention to him.
He just wants his piece of cheese
Where there's smoke there's fire
Oh my God! Oh my God! How many days have I lost!
How many nights have I not slept.
Because of the delirium.
I want the carefreeness of when we were kids.
To the mess, to the mess, let them be welcome
They come to pray because they are repentant
Penance to pay for sins committed
Don't be so restrained
The punishment has not yet arrived
I continue, I continue, I have never surrendered
I have risen again and look how much I have fallen
This is for the street, for those who still feel the cold.
For those who have lost someone.
Dance with your eyes
I listen to your hair
Taste my soul
I come from a humble family
Things please and work on my back
From say what you think
Let no one silence you
No one is in charge here
Traveler there is no path
If no one walks it
Dance with your eyes
I listen to your hair
Taste my soul
I come from a humble family
Things please and work on my back
From say what you think
Let no one silence you
No one is in charge here
Traveler there is no path
If no one walks it.