Paroles et traduction Suite Soprano - Empíreo

Empíreo

Una foto polaroid con polvo en la guantera
Vi a Armando antes que el hardcore se la llevara
La que ha pasao' mi madre yo no las quisiera
La imagen de ese cinturón colgao' del techo
El crujir del techo al recibir esa llamada
Esperando de las nubes un "lo siento"
Fumando callado al lado de la tumba de mi primo Alberto
En el doce mi abuela grita de dolor
Yo falto a clase, Yaya, por dormir contigo
Entremedias se me va mi abuelo ante mis ojos
Me perdí su entierro, Yaya, por llorar contigo
Cuestión de días, marchó con su marido
Me cago en Dios, ¿eh? Yo hubiera hecho lo mismo
Tengo el alma con más cicatrices que John Marston
A veces duelen más los vivos que los muertos
Te escribo como si leyeras
Te escribo como si escucharas
Personas que se van sin despedida
Me dejó de hablar Marlén, me dejó de hablar Cristina
Como María, como Casia, como Sonia
Como Eugenia, como Alba, como Elvira
Alguna incluso siendo bueno
A alguna incluso la echaba de menos.

Rompí en diciembre con mi ex después de más de siete
Primo, nunca digas "siempre"
Después con otras intenté rehacer mis días
El miedo a fracasar de nuevo siempre te sorprende
La cárcel del cuerpo le hizo saltar del balcón a María
El tumor que me robó a mi hermana
Mis viejos se endeudaron por sacarla de esa mierda
A sabiendas de que no podrían devolverlo.

Una foto de ellos vivos en el corcho
Ver cómo se apagan los latidos de su pecho
Y yo enterrando a Jesús hace seis días
No faltas, me sobran las palabras
He cargao' dos ataúdes en cinco meses
Con la misma cara de '¿qué está pasando?'
Antonia se fue en enero, Julia en junio
Con la misma cara de "me están matando"
Los yayos preguntan por ellas
Y yo rezando cuando nunca lo había hecho
Papá y mamá llorando, Alba llorando
Yo soñando, con que sea mentira esto
Mi tía Pilar rechazando la quimio
Mi primo Carlos recitándole en su entierro
Yo escribiéndole en su libro de difuntos:
"Te quiero mucho, fijo que nos vemos pronto"
Dios pasando de mí, como Irene
Hoy no quiero verte, como a Isa
Con Sara me quedé a medias
Lo dejé con ella porque me gustaban todas
Fui un cabrón y me han tratado como tal
Me he visto traicionado por colegas
He malgastado mi vida en la hierba,
Tengo media familia abajo y la otra arriba
Mamá sigue triste por el yayo
Tranqui, si Dios existe, fijo le tiene a su lado
De pequeño ya me quedé sin Patricia
Aprendí qué era la muerte a hostias
Las cenizas de mi tía ya descansan con sus padres
Lo que aprendí de ellos nadie me lo quita
Mi familia, mis amigos, mi soporte
Depresiones causadas por perder gente querida.

Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we get high
'Cause you never know when you're gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we puff lye
'Cause you never know when you're gonna go...

Empyrean

A Polaroid photo with dust in the glove compartment
I saw Armando before hardcore took him away
The things my mother's been through, I wouldn't wish them on anyone
The image of that belt hanging from the ceiling
The creaking of the roof upon receiving that call
Waiting for a "sorry" from the clouds
Smoking silently next to my cousin Alberto's grave
My grandmother screams in pain in room number twelve
I skipped class, Grandma, to sleep with you
In between, my grandfather passes away before my eyes
I missed his funeral, Grandma, to cry with you
A matter of days, she left with her husband
Damn it, I would have done the same
My soul has more scars than John Marston
Sometimes the living hurt more than the dead
I write to you as if you were reading
I write to you as if you were listening
People who leave without saying goodbye
Marlén stopped talking to me, Cristina stopped talking to me
Like María, like Casia, like Sonia
Like Eugenia, like Alba, like Elvira
Some even when I was good
Some I even missed.

I broke up with my ex in December after more than seven years
Cousin, never say "always"
Afterward, I tried to rebuild my days with others
The fear of failing again always surprises you
The prison of her body made Maria jump off the balcony
The tumor that stole my sister from me
My folks went into debt to get her out of that shit
Knowing they wouldn't be able to pay it back.

A photo of them alive on the corkboard
Watching the beating of their chest fade away
And me burying Jesús six days ago
You're not missing, I have too many words
I've carried two coffins in five months
With the same "what's going on?" look on my face
Antonia left in January, Julia in June
With the same "they're killing me" look on their faces
The grandparents ask about them
And I pray when I never had before
Dad and Mom crying, Alba crying
I'm dreaming, that this is all a lie
My aunt Pilar refusing chemo
My cousin Carlos reciting to her at her funeral
I wrote in her book of the deceased:
"I love you very much, I'm sure we'll see each other soon"
God ignoring me, like Irene
Today I don't want to see you, like Isa
With Sara, I was left hanging
I left her because I liked them all
I was an asshole and they treated me as such
I've been betrayed by colleagues
I've wasted my life on weed,
Half my family is below and the other half is above
Mom is still sad about Grandpa
Don't worry, if God exists, I'm sure he has him by his side
As a child, I lost Patricia
I learned what death was the hard way
My aunt's ashes now rest with her parents
What I learned from them, nobody can take away from me
My family, my friends, my support
Depressions caused by losing loved ones.

Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we get high
'Cause you never know when you're gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we puff lye
'Cause you never know when you're gonna go...