Текст и перевод песни Anita Skorgan - Dancing In the Light

Dancing In the Light

Escribo al alba la calma total no existe el ruido
El bombo y la caja es el compas de mis latidos
He sido clasificao por pura palabra sucia
Las cosa caminan rial al margen de una excusa

Solo mantenlo tenlo dentro del de la locura
Elevadores suben con pepa y recidentes no mudulan
Calculan cuanto pal monto y la vola de marley la espera
Eta en moto y tengo la terrible harley

Mas loco que el sensei en la arena dao vuelta
Un aplauso solitario para cada letra nueva
Aumentan la entrega de cada decada que pasa
Un faso y pa la plaza con la mente en una letra carnaza

No es grabar (no) son caños con mi equipo (po)
No recito palabras la describo previado de panchito
Y nada tiene orden pongan las ganas cabros la academia pone el desorden

Liricistas 4 life
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Aloja vieja voy japone no cacho mucho
Nos juntamos en 10 min por unas pizzas y unos puchos
Pucha no mony for mota manifiestece usted (bueno culiao)
Es liricists conchetumare

No soy la crisis soy la paz del mc que puede decir que escribes
Sin esperar recibir dinero si quiero la sonrisa la de esa niña flaquita
La que esta enamorada de este rapero

Siguelo se caso fue solo pa sacarme celos (y tu futuro wn)
Reservame una pieza en el loquero
Te veo te huelo te pruebo y falta el tacto
Aceces no quiero escucharte underground es un pacto

Yo quiero tus momentos de silencio y no tu bulla
Cuando armetyle rapea angeles dicen aleluya
Fumando cochayuyo o arrancar de la patrulla
La misión esta completa cuando la vida concluya

Bajo el mismo arbol uso la misma sombra
Con los mismos de siempre sabemos que es la forma
La mente deforma ideas aca se atrofian versos
Asumen mas somos los hijos que porfian

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Dancing In the Light

I'm writing in the early dawn, the world is quiet, no noise
The bass drum and the snare drum are the beat of my heart
I've been labeled by pure dirty words
Things are moving forward, regardless of excuses

Just hold on, keep it from the madness
Elevators go up with people and residents who don't follow the rules
They calculate how much for the cash and the Marley joint waits
She's on a motorcycle and I have the fearsome Harley

Crazier than the sensei on the sand turned upside down
A solitary applause for each new letter
They increase the delivery of each passing decade
A joint and to the square with the mind in a meaty letter

It's not recording (no) they're pipes with my equipment (po)
I don't recite words, I describe them like Panchito
And nothing is in order, let's put in the effort guys, the academy is causing the mess

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Hello old lady, I'm going Japanese, I don't know much
Let's meet in 10 minutes for some pizza and joints
Damn, no money for weed, show yourself (okay, asshole)
It's lyricists, dammit

I'm not the crisis, I'm the peace of the MC who can tell you what you write
Without expecting to receive money, if I want the smile of that skinny girl
The one who's in love with this rapper

Follow him, he got married just to make me jealous (and your future, man)
Reserve me a room in the madhouse
I see you, I smell you, I taste you, but the touch is missing
Aceces, I don't want to hear you, underground is a pact

I want your moments of silence and not your noise
When Armestyle raps, angels sing hallelujah
Smoking cochayuyo or running from the police
The mission is complete when life ends

Under the same tree, I use the same shade
With the same people as always, we know that it's the way
The mind deforms ideas, here verses atrophy
They assume more, we are the sons who argue

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Lyricists 4 life
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