Paroles et traduction Lágrimas De Sangre - Senyals de fum

Senyals de fum

Yow, així és com venen, flows nous tenen
Amb haixix als pulmons i alcohol a les venes
Trenquem esquemes del sistema
Jo vull arribar a vell, no trencar-me l'esquena
Ni acabar a la trena tancat

Si has de fer la guerra, entrena
Que per perdre ja estàs preparat
Si la lluita s'organitza a corre-cuita
És fàcil que se't giri la truita i acabi en fuita

Yo fui tan idiota, em vaig assabentar tard
L'adolescència passant por i menjant merda
Avui amb la mà els dic adéu
La meva crema crema
Creu-me, se m'han creuat i s'han fet creus

Heu d'entendre la meva posició
Fem oposició amb la composició
Sinó, hauríem d'admetre la derrota, i això mai
El combat no s'acaba fins que sona la campana, okay?

Que no veus les senyals de fum
SOS sense rumb
Tu tens pressa com de costum
Jo estic tranqui, buscant-li el punt

Boom, a tomar pel cul
Tot un complot dels sense sort
Perfum de swing i foxtrot
Setmana tràgica i escamot

Aguanta, com un monjo tibetà
Crema el carrer i et volen etiquetar
Secreta, mirades de western
Odi etern a l'estat

Asfalt, triple salt mortal
Supervivència en aquesta espiral
De Exarchia a Clichy-sous-bois
Del 23 de enero a Gamonal

Seguim cosint, teixint xarxa, xivarri entre barris
Que vingui la Brimo i dispari, no és rara àvis
No t'encaramis tant, t'han vist al balcó
Si la meitat de la mani' t'anima a que baixis
No mamis i baixa, mamón

Defensem els espais amb amor
Si el 12-O ens amenaça i el 15-M no reconquesta la plaça
Arriba Can Vies i canvien les regles
No oblidem, desmuntarem el 4-F

Al barri creix el negoci de l'oci i del fast-food
Fas curt si vols menjar per 3 euros
Hi ha barbuts fent vermuts en bars cools sense embuts
Perduts pels carrers de Sherwood

Si desallotgen la llotja, arribarà la ràbia a les barriades
Bragues fins la mirada, on és la caixa?
El feixisme s'aixafa baixant en bloc per l'Eixample
Colze a colze avancem, salut i esperança

Hi ha una fada que amaga la papada
Arran del cant de l'Estelada
No parla del que cal i canta
Per agradar a la grada
Manegar dades per degradar-les
Senyala a altres al rentar-se la cara

No es tracta pas d'una tangana elemental
Se't parla de negar-te la preuada pau mental
Et manen pastar fang amb les mans amb sang
Abans de que canta el gall estaràs ja passant fam

Acabaran amb el clan que has estat amamantant
Apareixerà el que mana, amb bastanta mala planta
Cantant-te les setanta amb tal claredat que espanta
I amb tanta mala bava que t'acabaràs cagant

La pasma passarà de defensar-te
Està de part de l'altre
Et caldrà plantar cara per salvar-te
Agafar la falç, arengar a les masses
Passar del pas en fals i emplaçar-les a rebel·lar-se

Desa les armes de foc
Deixa't portar per la por i el calvari
Hi ha qui només s'ho pren com un joc
Això de córrer davant del mercenari

Va més enllà de tot
Si desbloqueges la gàbia del crani, ànims
Anna, no arrenquis el plor
Arrenquem el cor
Posa't davant del pànic

Smoke Signals

Yo, that's how they come, new flows have
With hashish in their lungs and alcohol in their veins
We break the system's schemes
I want to reach old age, not break my back
Nor end up locked in a train

If you have to go to war, train
That you are already prepared to lose
If the fight is organized in a hurry
It's easy for the omelet to turn around and end up in flight

I was so stupid, I found out late
Adolescence spending fear and eating shit
Today, with my hand, I say goodbye to them
My cream burns
Believe me, they have crossed me and have become crosses

You have to understand my position
We oppose with composition
Otherwise, we would have to admit defeat, and that never
The fight doesn't end until the bell rings, okay?

That you don't see the smoke signals
SOS without a course
You're in a hurry as usual
I'm chill, looking for the point

Boom, to take the ass
A whole plot of the unlucky ones
Perfume of swing and foxtrot
Tragic week and squad

Hold on, like a Tibetan monk
Burn the street and they want to label you
Secret, western looks
Eternal hatred of the state

Asphalt, triple deadly salt
Survival in this spiral
From Exarchia to Clichy-sous-bois
From January 23 to Gamonal

We continue sewing, weaving a network, hubbub between neighborhoods
Let the Brimo come and shoot, it's not a rare bird
Don't climb so high, they've seen you on the balcony
If half of the demo encourages you to come down
Don't be a mommy and come down, mamón

We defend spaces with love
If December 12 threatens us and May 15 does not reconquer the square
Can Vies arrives and the rules change
Let's not forget, we will dismantle February 4

In the neighborhood, the leisure and fast food business is growing
You fall short if you want to eat for 3 euros
There are bearded men making vermouth in cool bars without funnels
Lost through the streets of Sherwood

If they evict the market, rage will reach the neighborhoods
Pants up to the eyes, where's the box?
Fascism suffocates by going down en bloc through the Eixample
Stitch by stitch we advance, health and hope

There is a fairy who hides her double chin
As a result of the singing of the Estelada
She doesn't talk about what's needed and sings
To please the stands
Handle data to degrade them
She points to others while washing her face

It is not about an elementary brawl
It's about denying yourself your precious peace of mind
They tell you to knead mud with bloody hands
Before the rooster crows you will be starving

They will end the clan you have been breastfeeding
The one in charge will appear, with a rather bad plant
Singing the seventy to you with such clarity that it frightens
And with so much bad drool that you'll end up shitting

The cops will stop defending you
He is on the other side
You will have to face to save yourself
Take the scythe, harangue the masses
Go from the false step and place them to rebel

Put away the firearms
Let yourself be carried away by fear and ordeal
Some people only take it as a game
This running in front of the mercenary

It goes beyond everything
If you unlock the cage of the skull, cheer up
Anna, don't start crying
Let's tear out the heart
Get ahead of the panic