Текст и перевод песни Arce - Wifi

Wifi

Sin saber cambiarme de rol
Fuimos de mal en peor
De repetir el error
Llevo diez años de noches en vela

No tengo ni hambre, doctor
Los días con el tenedor
Desayuné mi licor
Se fue el sol y vino la luna llena

Expandimos la fe como el ébola
Crecimos con un todo por ganar
Sin cheles ni horas de trabajar
Escondido en un parque fumando más

No fuimos de ruina, ni de robar
De Galicia, acostumbrado a traficar
Oye primico córtate ya
Que estoy escuchando eco en el celular

Bro, tu millón, te lo dije
Aprendí con mil cicatrices
Ya nadie me dice: "¿qué dices?"
Todos chupan de mi wifi

De noche buscando a la reina
Los yonkis gritandome wake up
De calle, vendiendo la cheira
Con catorce años en Ortigueira

Más de mil me morí como Kenny
Por vivir a lo Rocco Siffredi
Cambiando los gramos por tenis
Pablo murió, tú, mucha peli

Bro, tu millón, te lo dije
Aprendí con mil cicatrices
Ya nadie me dice: "¿qué dices?"
Todos chupan de mi wifi

Sin esperar ni una flor
Con el alcohol de motor
Y ni Dios alrededor
Quiero subir y empujar la escalera

Ya me quede sin amor
Ahora me siento mejor
Soy del que tira el reloj
Me quedé solo fumando la hueva

Tengo más guerra aquí yo
Que dentro del televisor
Sin ser el hijito de Dios
Sigo en la jungla rezando a la abuela

Gané de invertir mi sudor
Mi ex aun llamándome amor
Ya conocí mi valor
Y no lo paga ninguna moneda

Espere de mí, nunca de los demás
Más de currarlo que de rezar
Espero mis cenizas en el mar
Con mi islita y mi culo de Génova

Despierto, durmiendo mi paladar
El tiempo me agarró la yugular
El rey de la calle sin querer más que
Ahí fuera todos quieren coronar

Bro, tu millón, te lo dije
Aprendí con mil cicatrices
Ya nadie me dice: "¿qué dices?"
Todos chupan de mi wifi

De noche buscando a la reina
Los yonkis gritandome "wake up"
De calle, vendiendo la cheira
Con catorce años en Ortigueira

Más de mil me morí como Kenny
Por vivir a lo Rocco Siffredi
Cambiando los gramos por tenis
Pablo murió, tú mucha peli

Bro, tu millón, te lo dije
Aprendí con mil cicatrices
Ya nadie me dice: "¿qué dices?"
Todos chupan de mi wifi

Bro, tu millón, te lo dije
Aprendí con mil cicatrices
Ya nadie me dice: "¿qué dices?"
Todos chupan de mi wifi

De noche buscando a la reina
Los yonkis gritandome "wake up"
De calle, vendiendo la cheira
Con catorce años en ortigueira

Más de mil me morí como Kenny
Por vivir a lo Rocco Siffredi
Cambiando los gramos por tenis
Pablo murió, tú mucha peli

Bro, tu millón, te lo dije
Aprendí con mil cicatrices
Ya nadie me dice: "¿qué dices?"
Todos chupan de mi wifi

Wifi

Without knowing how to change my role,
We went from bad to worse,
Repeating the same mistake.
I've spent ten years with sleepless nights.

I'm not even hungry, doctor,
Days spent with a fork,
I had my liquor for breakfast.
The sun went down, and the full moon came up.

We spread faith like Ebola,
We grew up with everything to win,
Without money or working hours,
Hidden in a park, smoking more.

We weren't about ruin or stealing,
From Galicia, used to trafficking.
Hey cousin, cut it out already,
I'm hearing an echo on the phone.

Bro, your million, I told you so,
I learned with a thousand scars,
Nobody asks me "what are you saying?" anymore,
Everyone's leeching off my wifi.

At night, searching for the queen,
The junkies yelling "wake up" at me,
On the street, selling the "cheira",
At fourteen years old in Ortigueira.

I died a thousand times like Kenny,
Living like Rocco Siffredi,
Trading grams for sneakers,
Pablo died, you, too much movie.

Bro, your million, I told you so,
I learned with a thousand scars,
Nobody asks me "what are you saying?" anymore,
Everyone's leeching off my wifi.

Without expecting a single flower,
With alcohol as fuel,
And not even God around,
I want to climb and push the ladder away.

I've run out of love,
Now I feel better,
I'm the one who throws away the clock,
I'm left alone, smoking the "hueva".

I have more war here within me,
Than inside the TV,
Without being the son of God,
I'm still in the jungle, praying to grandma.

I won by investing my sweat,
My ex still calling me "love",
I finally know my worth,
And no coin can pay for it.

I expect from myself, never from others,
More from working hard than from praying,
I hope my ashes end up in the sea,
With my little island and my ass from Genoa.

Awake, with my palate asleep,
Time grabbed me by the jugular,
The king of the street without wanting more than,
Out there, everyone wants to be crowned.

Bro, your million, I told you so,
I learned with a thousand scars,
Nobody asks me "what are you saying?" anymore,
Everyone's leeching off my wifi.

At night, searching for the queen,
The junkies yelling "wake up" at me,
On the street, selling the "cheira",
At fourteen years old in Ortigueira.

I died a thousand times like Kenny,
Living like Rocco Siffredi,
Trading grams for sneakers,
Pablo died, you, too much movie.

Bro, your million, I told you so,
I learned with a thousand scars,
Nobody asks me "what are you saying?" anymore,
Everyone's leeching off my wifi.

Bro, your million, I told you so,
I learned with a thousand scars,
Nobody asks me "what are you saying?" anymore,
Everyone's leeching off my wifi.

At night, searching for the queen,
The junkies yelling "wake up" at me,
On the street, selling the "cheira",
At fourteen years old in Ortigueira.

I died a thousand times like Kenny,
Living like Rocco Siffredi,
Trading grams for sneakers,
Pablo died, you, too much movie.

Bro, your million, I told you so,
I learned with a thousand scars,
Nobody asks me "what are you saying?" anymore,
Everyone's leeching off my wifi.