Paroles et traduction Jaziel Avilez - Sin Raspar Muebles

Sin Raspar Muebles

Voy a raspar el mueble
Ya que nadie más se atreve,
A ver si las verdades
A dos que tres les duele,
Prefiero quedar mal
Y no caber por sincero,
Que andar quedando bien
Y al rato andar de perro.

Me cerraron las puertas
Cuando empeñe mi palabra,
Esto pa' mi no es juego
Y me metí por la ventana,
Si vas ir ve por todo
Me dijo el que regresaba
Para que gastar saliba,
Cuando las pruebas hablan.

Primero me patearon
Hasta que se cansaron,
Me miraron quebrado
Pero no me juntaron,
Se escuchan las lenguas
Que mi vida ha cambiado,
Y aquí tengo un saludo
De un super honra-meado.

(Música...)

Voy a tirar la lija
Para ver quién más se raspa,
Ahora andan enchilados
Porque les pique la salsa,
Dejen las indirectas
Y apunten bien la flecha,
Andan con los elotes
De quién levanta cosechas.

Me abrieron hasta el patio
Ahora que todo dio vuelta,
Pues no va de adelanto
Topan paredes, no banquetas,
Ya no veo caras largas
Solo saludos y sonrisas,
A quién se creen que engañan
Levanten las rodillas.

Primero me patearon
Hasta que se cansaron,
Me miraron quebrado
Pero no me juntaron,
Se escuchan las lenguas
Que mi vida ha cambiado,
Y aquí tengo un saludo
De un super honra-meado.

No Scraping Furniture

I'm going to scrape the furniture,
Since no one else dares,
To see if the truths
Hurt two or three,
I'd rather be wrong
And not fit in for being honest,
Than going around being nice
And then acting like a dog.

They closed the doors on me
When I pawned my word,
This isn't a game to me
And I climbed through the window,
If you're going to go, go all out
The one who was returning told me
Why waste your breath,
When the evidence speaks.

First they kicked me
Until they got tired,
They looked at me broken
But they didn't put me together,
You hear the tongues
That my life has changed,
And here I have a greeting
From a super honored man.

(Music...)

I'm going to throw away the sandpaper
To see who else gets scratched,
Now they're all hot
Because the salsa stung,
Leave the innuendos
And aim the arrow right,
They're with the ears of corn
Of who raises crops.

They opened up the patio for me
Now that everything has turned around,
Well, there's no progress
They hit walls, not sidewalks,
I don't see long faces anymore
Just greetings and smiles,
Who do they think they're fooling
Pull up your knees.

First they kicked me
Until they got tired,
They looked at me broken
But they didn't put me together,
You hear the tongues
That my life has changed,
And here I have a greeting
From a super honored man.