Casa Sola - Terxero traduction en anglais

Casa Sola

Tibios... ni los paños,
Ya la grulla de "Daniel San" tiene sus años,
Me dicen que no joda y sigo molestando,
Escribo con mi "Huawei" no me alcanza pal "iPhone",

Aunque no escuchen por el "iTunes" o "Spoti", si es por mí,
Voy a gastarme el saldo con mi hobby,
Pero tranquilo "Bobby", "Bobby" tranquilo...
Las cuentas no se pagan solas, que no se te vaya el hilo,

Yo ya llore tres veces el caudal del "Nilo",
Merezco la felicidad por la que me he jodido,
Y esta gente no juegan fino,
Que aquí tú no eres samurái, porque comas arroz chino,

Bájate de esa nube primo,
Que hasta Bruce Lee beso la lona cuando le entraron a tiros,
Conozco bien los mal nacidos; "Soy uno",
No soy de apellido "Díaz", tengo más traumas que "Bruno",

Como "Negro González" traigo el flow montuno,
Dios bendiga a "Rima" y guie a "Ana" por lugar seguro,
Por lo demás están las tácticas de judo,
Esos libros de autoayuda, nunca sirvieron de mucho,

Te hacen falta cartuchos, primo esto es Vietnam...
Aquí el "Capitán América" perdió su orgullo,
No me interesa ese chanchullo, yo rompo ese cerdito,
Cuando la cosa esta fea y me hace falta lucro,

Mal nacido con trucos...
Vivo posponiendo de manera continua lo que ejecuto,
Marcador en contra e incluso...
Faltan quince minutos "Viniltex" de "Pintuco",

Parezco un "Panda" entre tanto bambuco,
Yo la hierba me la como, ni la prendo, ni la fumo,
Esos parecen del "ESMAD" te lo aseguro,
Disparan lo que tienen Y solo te venden humo.

Y Pasan... pasan, pasan las horas,
Vivo planeando a ver si el canto funciona,
Ya los panas me acusan de "Casa Sola",
Simpatizar con gente ya no emociona,

Y Pasan... pasan, pasan las horas,
Vivo planeando a ver si el canto funciona,
Ya los panas me acusan de "Casa Sola",
Simpatizar con gente ya no emociona,

Mi empleo es errático;
Solo quiero ser Judío, pa' tener mi año sabático,
Realmente vivo con lo básico,
Pero si hablamos de existencia; ponme un beat pa' reventártelo,

(Ha...) Al haragán deja que suba,
Lo agarro cuando baje porque se brindar ayuda,
Y qué le voy hacer si dan ternura,
Antes gritaban que eran reales ahora son caricaturas,

Se van disipando las dudas, me dicen "Battōsai",
La parto como Kenshin Himura,
Vivo en el oriente donde es basta la llanura,
Queriendo escapar en pos de mi hacia mis aventuras,

Irme de gira sin que afanen las facturas,
Dejarme el pelo afro sin un jefe que censura,
Reyarme el antebrazo con el nombre de la cucha,
Y si toca madrugar que sea para llamar la musa,

Aunque me traten de gentuza, usted se desmenuza,
Como la "Maggi" pal' caldo se usa,
Sigo aumentando mi pietaje sin excusa,
Como en el reto Tokio ganándole a los "Yakuza",

Discografías tengo muchas...
Panas; de maquetas tengo diez los long plays que mis compás escuchan,
Aunque ya no viva en el mar siempre ando trucha
Moviendo mis canciones como un dealer en "Lollapalulooza"

Ya no hay ninguna excusa...
Pero puse fe en alguna gente y deje vainas inconclusas,
Pero hale de la esclusa,
Cuando sea mi tiempo como a "Karol G" les va a quedar "La Tusa",

Porque si perdono no olvido,
No vivo a la sombra de nadie labró mi propio camino,
Y si nos vimos ni nos conocimos,
Entre tanto sigo escribiendo mis vainas en sigilo.

Y Pasan... pasan, pasan las horas,
Vivo planeando a ver si el canto funciona,
Ya los panas me acusan de "Casa Sola",
Simpatizar con gente ya no emociona,

Y Pasan... pasan, pasan las horas,
Vivo planeando a ver si el canto funciona,
Ya los panas me acusan de "Casa Sola",
Simpatizar con gente ya no emociona,

Libre en su canto,
Ritmo en su llanto,
Libre en su canto,
Ritmo en su llanto

Casa Sola

Lukewarm... nor the cloths,
Already the crane of "Daniel San" has its years,
They tell me not to fuck around and I keep bothering,
I write with my "Huawei" it doesn't reach me pal "iPhone",

Even if they don't listen for the "iTunes" or "Spotify", if it's for me,
I'm going to spend the balance with my hobby,
But take it easy "Bobby", "Bobby" take it easy...
Bills don't pay for themselves, don't let the thread go,

I have already cried three times the flow of the "Nile",
I deserve the happiness I've fucked myself for,
And these people don't play fine,
That you are not a samurai here, because you eat Chinese rice,

Get off that cloud primo,
That even Bruce Lee kissed the canvas when he was shot at,
I know the ill-born well; "I am one",
I'm not surnamed "Diaz", I have more traumas than "Bruno",

As "Negro González" I bring the flow montuno,
God bless "Rima" and guide "Ana" to a safe place,
Then there are the judo tactics.,
Those self-help books, they never did much good,

You need cartridges, cousin, this is Vietnam...
Here "Captain America" lost his pride,
I'm not interested in that scam, I'll break that little pig,
When things are ugly and I need profit,

Badly born with tricks...
I live by continuously postponing what I execute,
Score against and even...
Fifteen minutes left "Viniltex" from "Pintuco",

I look like a "Panda" in between bambuco,
I eat the grass, I don't light it, I don't smoke it,
Those look like the "ESMAD" I assure you,
They shoot what they have and only sell you smoke.

And They Pass... they pass, the hours pass,
I live planning to see if the singing works,
Already the panas accuse me of "House Alone",
Sympathizing with people no longer excites,

And They Pass... they pass, the hours pass,
I live planning to see if the singing works,
Already the panas accuse me of "House Alone",
Sympathizing with people no longer excites,

My job is erratic;
I just want to be a Jew, to have my gap year,
I really live with the basics,
But if we're talking about existence; give me a beat to blow it up,

(Ha...) To the lazy man let him come up,
I grab him when he comes down because help will be provided,
And what am I going to do to him if they give tenderness,
They used to scream that they were real now they're cartoons,

Doubts are dissipating, they call me "Battōsai",
I give birth to her as Kenshin Himura,
I live in the East where the plain is enough,
Wanting to escape after me to my adventures,

Going on tour without having to worry about the bills,
Leaving my afro hair without a censoring boss,
Laughing my forearm off with the name of the cucha,
And if it's time to get up early, let it be to call the muse,

Even if they treat me like a rabble, you crumble,
As the "Maggi" pal' broth is used,
I keep increasing my pietage without excuse,
As in the Tokyo challenge beating the "Yakuza",

I have many discographies...
Panas; of models I have ten the long plays that my compás listen to,
Even if I don't live in the sea anymore I always walk trout
Moving my songs like a dealer in "Lollapalulooza"

There is no longer any excuse...
But I put faith in some people and left unfinished pods,
But hale of the lock,
When it's my time like "Karol G" they'll have "La Tusa",

Because if I forgive I don't forget,
I don't live in the shadow of no one carved my own path,
And if we saw each other or met,
Meanwhile I keep writing my pods in stealth.

And They Pass... they pass, the hours pass,
I live planning to see if the singing works,
Already the panas accuse me of "House Alone",
Sympathizing with people no longer excites,

And They Pass... they pass, the hours pass,
I live planning to see if the singing works,
Already the panas accuse me of "House Alone",
Sympathizing with people no longer excites,

Free in his song,
Rhythm in her crying,
Free in his song,
Rhythm in her crying