Текст и перевод песни Arsenal de Rimas - Huele a moy

Huele a moy

Me huele a Moy, me siento bien
Me huele a Moy, me siento bien
Me huele a Moy, me siento bien
Me huele a Moy, me siento bien

Me siento bien no importa, ni donde, ni como, ni quien y si quieren o no
Palabras van con el afán buscado el pan contra el viento
Soy un pecado devorado por lo incierto y
Fui rescatado en la alegria de un concierto
Volando en mi sien paciente sin consciente ríen se siente evidente
No quiero escapar, tan solo sanar ablandando mandíbula y diente
Sin plan ramadan ni yoga y chaman tal vez superman en la mente
Me pongo un par de alas se visten de malas sonriendo de manera inocente
Percibo turbina a vapor recibo a la rima con cuadro de honor
La pongo en papel y busque mas su piel y aqui esta su olor
Respiro pureza bendita duquesa
Su perfume riqueza le invito cerveza y el buen culo que espera en la mesa
Mi portavoz del animo su top mantiene lo clásico
Tranquilo, quita lo apático, pálido, calido, lunatico
Me alivia del castigo, No me pierdo en su camino
Me olvido de todo lo que un dia me ha dolido y sigo

Es la tranza que en el barrio avanza
Mucho al fumarla justifican alabanza
Es esta hierba un cargo de conciencia
Hasta el chota que la fuma se cuida de audiencia
Confiado estuve hay va el humo hacia la nube
Para que cuide mi espalda el Dj que nunca tuve
Y es medicina un estilo de vida
Mira que en mi barrio amable crew no dicrimina
No discrimina

La primera por curioso, la segunda por idiota
La tercera porque soy un superman con alas de gaviota
Voy como un bullterrier agresivo y sonriente
Si no salen carcajadas porque sale lo valiente
De pronto ando aplaudiendo como foca
Con la mente media loca y mi saliva es fugitiva de mi boca
Con los ojos distel rojos y el mas amplio panorama
Dicen que la vida da vueltas pero da mas vueltas mi cama
No mama no estoy drogado me cayo una basurita
No le cuentes a mi hermano, ni a mi padre ni a abuelita
Diles que estoy triste y que he llegado a casa muy cansado
Que estuve fumándome todo mi presente y mi pasado
Me siento con ganas de comerme el mundo en una tortilla
Se me antojan las croquetas, chocorroles y una quesadilla
A veces el día en un segundo es una pesadilla
Prendo mi cigarro y todo va de maravilla

Me huele a Moy, me siento bien
Me huele a Moy, me siento bien
Me huele a Moy, me siento bien
Me huele a Moy, me siento bien

It Smells Like Weed

It smells like weed, I feel good
It smells like weed, I feel good
It smells like weed, I feel good
It smells like weed, I feel good

I feel good no matter what, where, how or who and if they want to or not
Words go with the desire to seek bread against the wind
I am a sin devoured by the uncertain and
I was rescued in the joy of a concert
Flying in my patient temple without a conscience it laughs it feels evident
I don't want to escape, I just want to heal by softening my jaw and teeth
No Ramadan plan or yoga or shaman perhaps Superman in the mind
I put on a pair of wings they dress like villains smiling innocently
I perceive a steam turbine I receive the rhyme with honours
I put it on paper and looked for more of her skin and here is her scent
I breathe purity blessed duchess
Her perfume wealth I invite her to a beer and the nice ass that is waiting on the table
My spokesperson of spirits her top remains classic
Quiet, remove the apathetic, pale, warm, whimsical
It relieves me of punishment, I am not lost on its path
I forget about everything that once hurt me and I continue

It's the joint that progresses in the neighbourhood
Many justify their praise while smoking it
Is this herb a charge of conscience
Even the cop who smokes it is careful of the audience
I was confident there goes the smoke towards the cloud
So that the DJ I never had takes care of my back
And it's medicine a lifestyle
Look, in my neighbourhood kind crew doesn't discriminate
Doesn't discriminate

The first out of curiosity, the second out of idiocy
The third because I am a superman with seagull wings
I go like an aggressive and smiling bull terrier
If it doesn't make you laugh because the brave one comes out
Suddenly I'm applauding like a seal
With my mind half crazy and my saliva is a fugitive from my mouth
With red bleary eyes and the broadest view
They say that life turns but my bed turns more
No mom I'm not high I got a little dust in my eye
Don't tell my brother, my father or my grandmother
Tell them I'm sad and that I came home very tired
That I smoked all my present and my past
I feel like eating the whole world in an omelet
I feel like eating croquettes, chocolate rings and a quesadilla
Sometimes the day is a nightmare in a second
I light my cigarette and everything is wonderful

It smells like weed, I feel good
It smells like weed, I feel good
It smells like weed, I feel good
It smells like weed, I feel good