Paroles et traduction Toteking - No Soy Sofisticao

No Soy Sofisticao

¿Sabes ese rollo que sales a la calle y no entiendes nada?
Te preguntas ¿Qué ha pasado aquí?
Muy sencillo te has hecho viejo
Me miro en el espejo y ya no soy lo mismo tío
La tecnología me come ya no estoy al día
Todo es demasiado sofisticao' demasiado sofisticao' pienso
Y yo no soy nada de eso yo no tengo nada de eso pero tengo un poco de
Esto brother

No soy sofisticao no me importa
Libertad de espíritu cárcel de moda
No soy sofisticao de apariencia
Sentimentalismo o clarividencia
No soy sofisticao no no
No soy sofisticao no no
Estoy muy viejo por fuera pa tanto hype
Pero tengo el corazón mas joven que esos jóvenes que hay

Son las cinco de la tarde en mi barrio los bares llenos
Macedonia en Gin-tonics con pulso de relojero
Doce meses del año doce cuestas de Enero
Y el canon de belleza no ha cambiado es tener dinero
Inditex vistiendo a media población a lo Kanye West
Bob Dylan en el Zara
Chonis camuflaos entre estampados de Prada
Antes por lo menos sabías quién te robaba
Pablo Iglesias en portada en mi whatsapp
Como Jay con Obama un sueño si gana
Modernos se enfadan snobs me dan asco
Incapaces de disfrutar Ocho Apellidos Vascos
Frikis me quieren hipsters me odian
Y yo los mato a todos y mando postales como Zodiac
Básicas negras y otra historia
Hasta que la moda Men In Black llegue con su flash y borre tu memoria

No soy sofisticao no me importa
Libertad de espíritu cárcel de moda
No soy sofisticao de apariencia
Sentimentalismo o clarividencia
No soy sofisticao no no
No soy sofisticao no no
Estoy muy viejo por fuera pa tanto hype
Pero tengo el corazón mas joven que esos jóvenes que hay

Me gustas tu con esa pose y que soportes al frikazo
Loca por pedir al Just Eat con el Mac en el regazo
Lejos de la calle y sus planazos. Con series
Ventilándonos tres temporadas de un plumazo
Que cansado debe ser estar tol día actualizado
Comentando lo nuevo del Primavera Sound
Renovando el armario pa distinguirte bien
Renegando del grupo al que siempre fuiste fiel
Yo soy el Tote sueñas con mi estilo
El blues del sur ha vuelto Henderson Camarilo
No tengo ná no colecciono vinilos
No he descubierto ná desde el estreno de Willow
¿Estáis escuchando? Modernos de playa
Axel Foley con Rosewood y Taggart
Si te avergüenzas de tu música de antes
Es que en realidad nunca te ha gustado nada

No soy sofisticao no me importa
Libertad de espíritu cárcel de moda
No soy sofisticao de apariencia
Sentimentalismo o clarividencia
No soy sofisticao no no
No soy sofisticao no no
Estoy muy viejo por fuera pa tanto hype
Pero tengo el corazón mas joven que esos jóvenes que hay

Sánchez hermano
Hacía 15 años que no hacíamos nada juntos
Suéltate unos scratches pa esos cabrones

I'm Not Sophisticated

Do you know that feeling when you go out on the street and you don't understand anything?
You ask yourself, "What happened here?"
It's very simple, you've gotten old.
I look in the mirror and I'm not the same anymore.
Technology is eating me up, I'm not up to date anymore.
Everything is too sophisticated, too sophisticated, I think.
And I'm none of that, I don't have any of that, but I have a little bit of
This, brother.

I'm not sophisticated, I don't care.
Freedom of spirit, jail of fashion.
I'm not sophisticated in appearance.
Sentimentality or clairvoyance.
I'm not sophisticated no, no.
I'm not sophisticated no, no.
I'm too old on the outside for so much hype.
But I have a younger heart than those young people out there.

It's five o'clock in the afternoon in my neighborhood, the bars are full.
Macedonia in gin and tonics with the pulse of a watchmaker.
Twelve months of the year, twelve months of January.
And the canon of beauty hasn't changed: it's to have money.
Inditex dressing half the population like Kanye West.
Bob Dylan in Zara.
Snobs camouflaged in Prada prints.
At least before you knew who was robbing you.
Pablo Iglesias on the cover of my WhatsApp.
Like Jay with Obama, a dream if he wins.
Modern people get angry, snobs disgust me.
Unable to enjoy "Ocho Apellidos Vascos".
Freaks like me, hipsters hate me.
And I kill them all and send postcards like the Zodiac.
Black basics, a different story.
Until the Men In Black fashion comes with its flash and erases your memory.

I'm not sophisticated, I don't care.
Freedom of spirit, jail of fashion.
I'm not sophisticated in appearance.
Sentimentality or clairvoyance.
I'm not sophisticated no, no.
I'm not sophisticated no, no.
I'm too old on the outside for so much hype.
But I have a younger heart than those young people out there.

I like you with that pose and that you support the freak.
Crazy to order from Just Eat with the Mac on your lap.
Far from the street and its plans. With series,
Binge-watching three seasons of in one go.
How tiring it must be to be updated all day.
Commenting on the new stuff from Primavera Sound.
Renewing your wardrobe to distinguish yourself well.
Denying the group you've always been loyal to.
I'm the Tote, you dream of my style.
The blues of the south is back Henderson Camarilo.
I don't have anything, I don't collect records.
I haven't discovered anything since the premiere of Willow.
Are you listening? Modern beach dwellers.
Axel Foley with Rosewood and Taggart.
If you're ashamed of your music from before,
It's because you never really liked it.

I'm not sophisticated, I don't care.
Freedom of spirit, jail of fashion.
I'm not sophisticated in appearance.
Sentimentality or clairvoyance.
I'm not sophisticated no, no.
I'm not sophisticated no, no.
I'm too old on the outside for so much hype.
But I have a younger heart than those young people out there.

Sánchez, brother,
It's been 15 years since we did anything together.
Let loose some scratches for those bastards.