Paroles et traduction Vantroi - Volando

Volando

Es una historia fatal, ahora la puedo contar,
Fue una noche normal que yo no quise ni escuchar,
No estaba por demás ¡y vaya forma de hablar!

Resulta que ese día cuando un "toque" corría,
Llegó la policía a todo el mundo apañar.

Algunos corrimos sin más tratándonos de cuidar
Era imposible voltear, venía la tira sin parar,
Ya no podía más, no les pudimos pelar.

Coro:
Uno de un tiro cayó al suelo... ahí se quedó
Venía perdido, no era motivo... no había razón
Había testigos que el asesino... era escuadrón
A él no le importa a quien le de con su fogón
Estoy seguro de vengarme de ese cabrón.

¡Cuántas veces tuvo la razón!
¡Cuántas veces me insistió que no!

Cuánto más nos alejamos, tanto menos se ha avanzado
Sin ver todo ha sido observado, sin obrar.

Es tiempo de partir, cada quién merece vivir
No atrapado en su vicio y hoy me reflejo en ti.
Aún no puedo suspirar y nada me impide que te pueda amar.

Coro:
Tienes mil caminos y no sabes cual elegir;
No es un acertijo, ponte vivo... o vas a morir!
Te necesito ahora conmigo... o voy por ti
Cada quién que juzgue a esta historia como a mi,
Por eso el sabio sin volar llega hasta el fin.

Flying

It's a fatal story, now I can tell it,
It was a normal night that I didn't want to hear,
It wasn't unnecessary! And what a way to talk!

It turns out that that day when a "touch" was running,
The police arrived to catch everyone in the world.

Some of us ran without further ado trying to take care of ourselves
It was impossible to turn around, the police were coming non-stop,
I couldn't take it anymore, we couldn't ignore them.

Chorus:
One of them fell to the ground from a shot... there he stayed
He was lost, it wasn't a motive... there was no reason
There were witnesses that the killer... was a squad
He doesn't care who he hits with his gun
I'm sure to avenge myself on that bastard.

How many times was he right!
How many times did he insist that I shouldn't!

The further we move away, the less progress has been made
Without seeing everything has been observed, without acting.

It's time to leave, everyone deserves to live
Not trapped in his vice and today I reflect on you.
I still can't sigh and nothing prevents me from loving you.

Chorus:
You have a thousand paths and you don't know which one to choose;
It's not a riddle, wake up... or you're going to die!
I need you now with me... or I'm coming for you
Let everyone judge this story like me,
That's why the wise man without flying reaches the end.