Paroles et traduction Wolty - Jueves 15

Jueves 15

Pendejos de mierda, hagámosla corta, mataron a un policía
Por el momento es perpetua para los tres
Les doy 1 minuto a cada uno para explicarme qué pasó
Y decirme, ¡¿quién carajo fue?!

Todo empezó en una fiesta, unos tragos, unos colegas
Me pasaron de una jarra, yo la tomé sin problema
Me empecé a sentir mareado, no me acuerdo de la escena
Horas después de dormir algo me levanté en la vereda

Me dolía la cabeza, y mierda me faltaba un brazo
Estaba sangrando mucho y rapidito paré un tacho
De camino al hospital veo correr a dos borrachos
Con mucha sangre en la ropa y uno encima tenía mi brazo

Eran Naiky y Fiucher, nunca los vi tan drogados
Pero dos más dos es cuatro, estos wachos me habían cortado
Saqué al chofer del auto, fui directo a atropellarlos
Pero le erré por un metro y rompí to' el local de al lado

Se me vino al humo, Naiky me sacó del auto
Usaba mi brazo de bate pa' golpearme este sacado
Llegó un comisario y le disparó a Naiky al hombro
Así cayó entre los escombros, sangrando y paralizado

Fiucher a todo esto escondido tras la pared
Con un hacha de emergencia el policía no lo ve
Cuando se acerca a esposarnos salió Fiucher sin temer
Le clavó el hacha en la bocha corta que fue culpa de él

No, eso no fue así oficial, yo sé que Wolty miente (ajá)
Si cuando llegué a la fiesta, él ya estaba del ojete
Andaba con malandros malabareando machetes
Y yo me cagué de risa, una historia nueva siempre

Pero de repente me comparten un trago
Empecé a sentirme raro, no parecía escabio
Lo veo a Fiu al lado, él sí que estaba doblado
Entonces lo agarré del hombro y lo llevé para otro lado

Caminamos 10 metros hasta al lado de un lago
Ni bien llegamos al agua el Fiucher se clava un clavado
El agua no era profunda, por eso se dio un golpazo
Y de golpe al lado de él, yo puedo ver flotar un brazo

Yo le grito: Agárralo, alguien lo debe estar buscando"
Estábamos mal, flashando y empezamos a asustarnos
La cosa se puso muy rara, lo miré a la cara y le dije: "Corramos"
Apenas cruzamos la calle un taxi venía, pero parecía que a atropellarnos

Impacta al lado nuestro y lo miramos con asombro
Es que Wolty manejaba y lo saqué de los escombros
Le estaba dando el brazo y siento un balazo en el hombro
Fiucher le dio el hacha a Wolty, y Wolty armó este quilombo

A mí no me vengas con ningún berretín
Que estos dos la están flasheando, eso no fue tan así
Yo fui a pasarla piola, a una jodita por ahí
Y estoy como que doblado, sí, pero solo de Weed

Me fui a dar una vuelta por ahí más que tranqui'
Al Wolty ni lo vi, al que sí lo vi es al Naiky
Estaba re en una flashando de trap yankee
Con una jarra en mano decía: "Esto no es coca papi"

Me ofreció de esa jarra y yo le dije: "No gracias"
Estaba turbulenta con pinta de sustancia
Me dijo: "Vamos atrás, tengo ganas de lanzar"
Y sin antes titubear, guisó al piso en abundancia

Yo me cagué tanto de risa que caí en una cuneta
Había una piedra y te juro de culo que no me la pegué en la jeta
Me levanté empapado, mareado, nunca careta
Y Wolty sin brazo corriendo, como que estaba por llegar a la meta

Hicimos unas cuadras con paja y sin ganas
Y un taxi casi nos choca "¡la concha de tu hermana!"
Cayó un gorrudo y le metió un cuetazo a Nicolino
Pero él antes le hacho la cabeza, corté un pino

Me convencieron, los tres tienen razón
Sargento (sí señor)
Meta a los tres en el calabozo
Y que se pudran

Thursday 15

Shitty assholes, let's make it short, they killed a cop
For the moment it's life for the three of you
I'll give each of you 1 minute to explain to me what happened
And tell me, who the hell did it?!

It all started at a party, a few drinks, some buddies
They passed me a jug, I took it without a problem
I started to feel dizzy, I don't remember the scene
Hours after sleeping something woke me up on the sidewalk

My head was hurting, and shit I was missing an arm
I was bleeding a lot and quickly stopped a cab
On the way to the hospital I see two drunks running
With a lot of blood on their clothes and one of them had my arm

It was Naiky and Fiucher, I've never seen them so drugged up
But two plus two is four, these dudes had cut me
I took the driver out of the car, I went straight to run them over
But I missed by a meter and broke the whole place next door

I came to in the smoke, Naiky got me out of the car
He was using my arm as a bat to hit this madman
A commissioner arrived and shot Naiky in the shoulder
That's how he fell among the rubble, bleeding and paralyzed

Fiucher all this time hidden behind the wall
With an emergency axe the policeman didn't see him
When he came closer to handcuff us, Fiucher came out without fear
He stuck the axe in his head, short, it was his fault

No, it wasn't like that officer, I know Wolty is lying (aha)
Because when I got to the party, he was already wasted
He was hanging out with thugs, juggling machetes
And I laughed my ass off, a new story always

But suddenly they share a drink with me
I started to feel weird, it didn't seem like booze
I see Fiu next to me, he was really messed up
So I grabbed him by the shoulder and took him to another place

We walked 10 meters to the side of a lake
As soon as we reached the water, Fiucher dove in
The water wasn't deep, that's why he hit himself hard
And suddenly next to him, I can see an arm floating

I yell at him: "Grab it, someone must be looking for it"
We were messed up, tripping and we started to get scared
Things got really weird, I looked at his face and said: "Let's run"
As soon as we crossed the street a taxi was coming, but it seemed like it was going to run us over

It hits next to us and we look at it in amazement
It's because Wolty was driving and I pulled him out of the rubble
He was giving me the arm and I feel a shot in the shoulder
Fiucher gave Wolty the axe, and Wolty started this mess

Don't come to me with any bullshit
These two are tripping, it wasn't like that
I went to have a good time, to a little party over there
And I'm kinda high, yeah, but just from Weed

I went for a walk around there, pretty chill'
I didn't see Wolty, but I did see Naiky
He was really into some Yankee trap music
With a jug in hand he said: "This ain't coke, papi"

He offered me some from that jug and I said: "No thanks"
It was turbulent with the look of substance
He said: "Let's go back, I feel like throwing up"
And without hesitation, he puked on the floor in abundance

I laughed so hard that I fell into a ditch
There was a rock and I swear to you I didn't hit my face on it
I got up soaked, dizzy, never pretending
And Wolty running without an arm, like he was about to reach the finish line

We walked a few blocks with straw and without desire
And a taxi almost hit us "your sister's cunt!"
A fat guy fell and punched Nicolino
But he axed his head first, I cut down a pine tree

I'm convinced, all three of you are right
Sergeant (yes sir)
Put all three of them in the dungeon
And let them rot