Paroles et traduction Penyair - Mundo de Superficiales

Mundo de Superficiales

Representando zona 11 Bogotá, ¡ja!
Yeah
Mundo de superficiales
Fuck you

Yo, yo ya no quiero ver tus curvas, bitch
Le dije a la mujer absurda
Si eres esclava de esta gente balurda
Que hasta la fecha con la mano derecha a
Tu mano la estrechan y te apuñalan con zurda

Si los ves por las calles diles que fui yo
Quien se metió en su conciencia y la cagó, señor
Yeah, si me preguntan no me excuso porque
¿Cómo ensuciaría algo que ya se encuentra sucio?

Tomé mis cosas, mi cuaderno y mi esfero
Y en una cueva azul medité meses enteros
Donde la soledad ya no estaría sola
Ya que al igual que yo, al resto le hizo pistola (fuck you)

Y me di cuenta hacia donde el mundo gira
Ya que todo es distinto si de otro punto se mira
Y ten cuidado que hoy la gente conspira
Hasta para quitarte el aire que tú respiras
Hasta para quitarte el aire que tú respiras, sí

Y unos se venden allí, otros te quieren comprar
A unos no les molestas, al resto les da igual
Yeah, ¿y qué se puede esperar
De un mundo superficial donde ya nadie es real?

Y unos se venden allí, otros te quieren comprar
A unos no les molestas, al resto les da igual
Yeah, ¿y qué se puede esperar
De un mundo superficial donde ya nadie es real?

Ya, sí, pocos que mantienen su palabra (ajá)
Es lo de siempre, el que más muerde menos ladra (cierto)
Pero hoy en día hasta los cuadros se descuadran (yeah)
Como si fuese magia sin decir abracadabra

Y pendiente, ojo a quien pelas el diente
Que no todo el mundo sonríe por buena gente (na′)
Es menester recordar que en el presente
La gente solo sonríe cuando les es conveniente (solo)

Dineros, lujos (yo), joyas, placeres
Drogas y vicios, sexo con mil mujeres (na')
Gente de mierda que por la mierda mueren
Que no les va a importar la persona que tú eres (nada)

Constante el paso, camino con rostro estricto
Sin copiar de nadie porque a nadie le dicto
Y tú no me preguntes por mi cara de convicto, que
Trato de no compartir para evitar conflictos

Y unos se venden allí, otros te quieren comprar
A unos no les molestas, al resto les da igual
Yeah, ¿y qué se puede esperar
De un mundo superficial donde ya nadie es real? ¡Ah!

Y unos se venden allí, otros te quieren comprar
A unos no les molestas, al resto les da igual
Yeah, ¡y qué se puede esperar
De un mundo superficial donde ya nadie es real?

Sí, allá está la casa embrujada, alejada
Dejando lo peor de sí, por su fachada
Los que la ven dicen que no tienen nada
Que son los que critican con la primera mirada

World of Superficials

Representing Zone 11 Bogotá, ha!
Yeah
World of Superficials
Fuck you

Yo, I don't want to see your curves anymore, bitch
I told the absurd woman
If you're a slave to these stupid people
That until today, with their right hand, they
They shake your hand and stab you with your left

If you see them on the streets, tell them it was me
Who got into their conscience and fucked it up, sir
Yeah, if they ask me, I don't make excuses because
How could I dirty something that's already dirty?

I took my things, my notebook and my pen
And in a blue cave I meditated for months
Where solitude would no longer be alone
Because just like me, it made a gun for the rest (fuck you)

And I realized how the world turns
Because everything is different if you look from another point of view
And be careful because today people conspire
Even to take away the air you breathe
Even to take away the air you breathe, yes

And some sell themselves there, others want to buy you
Some people don't bother you, the rest don't care
Yeah, what can you expect
From a superficial world where no one is real anymore?

And some sell themselves there, others want to buy you
Some people don't bother you, the rest don't care
Yeah, what can you expect
From a superficial world where no one is real anymore?

Yeah, yes, few keep their word (aha)
It's the same old story, the one who bites the most barks the least (true)
But nowadays even the paintings are out of square (yeah)
As if it were magic without saying abracadabra

And watch out who you show your teeth to
Because not everyone smiles because they are good people (no')
It is necessary to remember that in the present
People only smile when it is convenient for them (only)

Money, luxury (me), jewels, pleasures
Drugs and vices, sex with a thousand women (no')
Shitty people that die for shit
Who won't care about the person you are (nothing)

Constant step, I walk with a strict face
Without copying from anyone because I don't tell anyone what to do
And don't ask me about my convict face, that
I try not to share to avoid conflicts

And some sell themselves there, others want to buy you
Some people don't bother you, the rest don't care
Yeah, what can you expect
From a superficial world where no one is real? Ah!

And some sell themselves there, others want to buy you
Some people don't bother you, the rest don't care
Yeah, what can you expect
From a superficial world where no one is real?

Yes, there is the haunted house, far away
Leaving the worst of itself, for its facade
Those who see it say they have nothing
That they are the ones who criticize with the first look