Paroles et traduction Xantos - Voces

Voces

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Voces
Voces que yo no sé quienes son
Voces que me dicen: Xantos, atiende y presta atención
Hay mucha gente mala, mala
Que quieren verte sepultado
Pero nada te pasará mientras estemos nosotros a tu lado
Mamá se fue a dormir
Papá todavía no ha llegado, quizá está borracho en una esquina por ahí tirao'
Mis hermanos duermen
Yo en mi cuarto sigo acostao' con lo' ojos abiertos por insomnio me ha visitao'
Pensando en cosas de la vida, por mucho he pasao'
Amigos van y vienen, la mayoría me han abandonao'
Empiezan jugando bien, pero con 5 faults
No piensas como yo
Fuera de mi lao'
Ahora soy un paranioco diagnosticao'
Ale dice que no es amor, que es que estoy acostumbrao'
Yo sé que nuestra relación se ha desbalanciado
Pero esto lo hago para dejar de vivir alquilao' por otro lao'
A par de puercos tengo vigilao'
Yo sé quien ataca por la espalda
Están bien entrenao'
Si esto fuera boxeo
Están todos descalificados
Demasiado liviano, brother
Pa' mi peso pesao'
Tienen suerte
Que mi momento no ha llegao'
Tienen suerte, brother
Que todavía no estoy pegao'
Gracias a todo aquel que me ha subestimado
Noticiando bien la música mis hermanos están contados
Por la noche escucho voces
Voces
Voces que yo no sé quienes son
Voces que me dicen: Xantos, atiende y presta atención
Hay mucha gente mala, mala
Que quieren verte sepultado
Pero nada te pasará mientras estemos nosotros a tu lado
Tres de la mañana y siento voces que me dicen
Cuida tus pasos, brother, ten cuidado donde pises
Hay gente rezando, pa que de este negocio te quites
Solo que te quieren
Eso es lo triste
Frente en alto
Siempre que la paciencia no se te agote
Demás está decir que vas a salir a flote
Frente a la gente
Que el desespero no se te note
Llegar donde se supone que ese sea tu norte
Yo lo sé
La paciencia es un don que no tengo
Y a mi me tranquilizo ni cuando prendo
A veces me pregunto que hago viviendo
Yo no lo niego
He vivido mi vida fumando y sufriendo
Yo sé que por dentro me estoy auto destruyendo
Me miro al espejo y digo: ¿qué diablos estoy haciendo?
Fumando, consumiendo me mantengo
Voces estoy oyendo, y si supieran lo que están diciendo
En el sueño un tipo me está ofreciendo
Y aunque no lo crean ya me está convenciendo
Me dijo: piensa en tu familia y en los viles, a cambio quiero tu alma
¿¡Mi alma!? - Le dije
- Gracias, brother, agradezco tus intenciones, mi película es poner mi vida en canciones
Estoy sufriendo las consecuencias de mis decisiones
Por la noche escucho voces
Voces
Voces que yo no sé quienes son
Voces que me dicen: Xantos, atiende y presta atención
Hay mucha gente mala, mala
Que quieren verte sepultado
Pero nada te pasará mientras estemos nosotros a tu lado
Voces, voces
Voces, voces
Voces, voces

Voices

At night I hear voices
Voices
Voices that I don't know who they are
Voices that tell me: Xantos, listen up and pay attention
There are a lot of bad, bad people
Who want to see you buried
But nothing will happen to you as long as we're by your side
Mom went to sleep
Dad still hasn't arrived, maybe he's drunk on some corner, lying there
My brothers are sleeping
I'm still in my room, lying down with my eyes open, insomnia has visited me
Thinking about things in life, I've been through a lot
Friends come and go, most of them have abandoned me
They start playing well, but with 5 faults
You don't think like me
Out of my side
Now I'm a diagnosed paranoid
Ale says it's not love, it's that I'm used to it
I know our relationship has become unbalanced
But I do this to stop living rented by another side
I have a couple of pigs under surveillance
I know who's attacking from behind
They're well trained
If this was boxing
They're all disqualified
Too lightweight, brother
For my heavyweight
They're lucky
That my time hasn't come yet
They're lucky, brother
That I'm not famous yet
Thanks to everyone who has underestimated me
My brothers are counted, spreading the music well
At night I hear voices
Voices
Voices that I don't know who they are
Voices that tell me: Xantos, listen up and pay attention
There are a lot of bad, bad people
Who want to see you buried
But nothing will happen to you as long as we're by your side
Three in the morning and I hear voices telling me
Watch your steps, brother, be careful where you tread
There are people praying for you to leave this business
They only want you
That's the sad part
Head held high
As long as your patience doesn't run out
It goes without saying that you're going to stay afloat
In front of people
Don't let your despair show
To get where that's supposed to be your north
I know it
Patience is a gift I don't have
And I don't even calm down when I light up
Sometimes I ask myself what I'm doing living
I don't deny it
I've lived my life smoking and suffering
I know I'm destroying myself inside
I look in the mirror and say: what the hell am I doing?
Smoking, consuming, I keep myself going
I hear voices, and if you knew what they were saying
In the dream a guy is offering me
And believe it or not, he's already convincing me
He said: think about your family and the vile ones, in return I want your soul
My soul!? - I said
- Thank you, brother, I appreciate your intentions, my film is to put my life in songs
I'm suffering the consequences of my decisions
At night I hear voices
Voices
Voices that I don't know who they are
Voices that tell me: Xantos, listen up and pay attention
There are a lot of bad, bad people
Who want to see you buried
But nothing will happen to you as long as we're by your side
Voices, voices
Voices, voices
Voices, voices