Paroles et traduction JPelirrojo, Currice & Rebeca Flores - Algo más

Algo más

Solo sé que no sé todo aunque pensé saberlo y muero
Por sentirme vivo y sigo siendo preso de mis miedos
Por querer ser el primero y no entender que siempre hay hueco
Para más de una calada en las baladas por mi ego
Yo no ruego, solo pido, quédate o sal corriendo
Que los llantos que escuchaste se estarán pillando el ciego
Tú me trajiste la calma, tú que viviendo menos
Has sabido aprovechar cada centímetro del ruedo
Sé que puedo pero quiero que tú sepas que lo haré
Hoy no dudo, ayer lo hice y de mañana no hablaré
Porque mi fe es intermitente, dependiendo de mi estima
Pero mi constancia sigue indicaciones a la cima
Y nadie estará por encima, somos todos carne y hueso
En esta errada sociedad de la que nadie sale ileso
Y aunque a veces no me expreso con palabras, sé que entiendes
Los motivos que me encienden a cargar con todo el peso
Sigo tenso por el posible descenso de emociones
Mis razones no se acercan a cumplir tus condiciones
Yo soy pares y tu nones, por eso no siempre gano
Pero sé que nunca pierdo porque son mías tus manos
No de sangre pero tengo hermanos por los que sonrío
Tienes plan "B" porque cuentas con fallar por el camino
No me sale ser cobarde si se me encara el destino
No eres nadie si no matas, muchos ya se han extinguido
I see myself on the floor and I can not crawl
I′m trying to be something more with the same old show
I can not, not, believe I can on my own
Trying to be something more, trying to be something more
Corazón de granito que palpitó bajo el delito
Quizá por la necesidad de sentirme vivo
Encontrar un motivo para entonar un "no me rindo"
Y no me rindo, ya por fe o por castigo
Sigo perdido como aquel niño con dudas
Desnudas sus plegarias ante todas sus burlas
Mamá reza a San Judas, heredé la herida
De ver la vida con los ojos de aquella niña
Solo me identifico con aquel grito escondido
Si te metes en mi mente cómico parece Esquilo
Vivo(¡Vivo!) por la duda del destino
Por el vino y una pluma en mi bolsillo
Bajo mi mirada hay más de lo que jamás has vivido
Depresión de asilo y solo tengo 25
Busco algo más y no sé si fuera o dentro
Pasa tan deprisa el tiempo que siento que muevo lento
Juro que no miento, creo ser el elegido
Pero no tengo ni idea de por donde va el camino
No dudo de mi don si no de cómo utilizarlo
Si la vida es un momento no quiero desperdiciarlo
Todo está conectado, sus fallos hoy son míos
Bebemos del pasado y cargo con vuestros delitos
Cambiar el mundo o intentar que no me cambie
Que diablos, yo nací con hambre
I see myself on the floor and I can not crawl
I'm trying to be something more with the same old show
I can not, not, believe I can on my own
Trying to be something more, trying to be something more
I see myself on the floor and I can not crawl
I′m trying to be something more with the same old show
I can not, not, believe I can on my own
Trying to be something more, trying to be something more.

Something more

I only know that I don't know everything, although I thought I knew it and I'm dying
To feel alive and I'm still a prisoner of my fears
For wanting to be the first and not understanding that there is always room
For more than one puff in the ballads for my ego
I don't pray, I only ask, stay or run away
That the cries you heard will be turning a blind eye
You brought me calm, you who living less
Have known how to take advantage of every inch of the ring
I know I can but I want you to know I will
Today I don't doubt, yesterday I did and I won't talk about tomorrow
Because my faith is intermittent, depending on my esteem
But my perseverance follows directions to the top
And no one will be above, we are all flesh and blood
In this misguided society from which no one comes out unscathed
And although sometimes I don't express myself with words, I know you understand
The reasons that ignite me to carry all the weight
I'm still tense about the possible decline in emotions
My reasons don't come close to meeting your conditions
I am even and you are odd, that's why I don't always win
But I know I never lose because your hands are mine
Not blood but I have brothers for whom I smile
You have a plan "B" because you expect to fail along the way
I can't be a coward if fate faces me
You are nobody if you don't kill, many have already become extinct
I see myself on the floor and I can not crawl
I′m trying to be something more with the same old show
I can not, not, believe I can on my own
Trying to be something more, trying to be something more
Granite heart that throbbed under the crime
Perhaps because of the need to feel alive
Find a reason to sing "I don't give up"
And I don't give up, either by faith or by punishment
I'm still lost like that boy with doubts
His prayers are bare before all his mockery
Mom prays to Saint Jude, I inherited the wound
Of seeing life through the eyes of that girl
I only identify with that hidden scream
If you get into my mind, Aeschylus seems comical
Alive (Alive!) for the doubt of destiny
For the wine and a feather in my pocket
Under my gaze there is more than you have ever lived
Asylum depression and I'm only 25
I'm looking for something more and I don't know if it's outside or inside
Time goes by so fast that I feel like I'm moving slow
I swear I'm not lying, I think I'm the chosen one
But I have no idea where the road goes
I don't doubt my gift if not how to use it
If life is a moment I don't want to waste it
Everything is connected, its flaws are mine today
We drink from the past and I carry your crimes
Change the world or try not to change me
What the hell, I was born hungry
I see myself on the floor and I can not crawl
I'm trying to be something more with the same old show
I can not, not, believe I can on my own
Trying to be something more, trying to be something more
I see myself on the floor and I can not crawl
I′m trying to be something more with the same old show
I can not, not, believe I can on my own
Trying to be something more, trying to be something more.