Текст и перевод песни Bascur - Destino Marchito (feat. Smoky)

Destino Marchito (feat. Smoky)

Maldita vida.
Es una madre soltera Ya que el padre del bebe tuvo miedo el infeliz y
Como una rata se fue Desaparecio hasta el fin del acertijo
Convirtiendose en otro maricon que abandona a sus hijos Y ella sola
Durmiendo entre 2 a 4 horas Piensa que la vida es una mierda que el
Amor no existe Que el le juro amor
Tan solo la estafo jugo con su virginidad
Pocos la van a entender
La embarazo y se marcho que triste
Su hijo cumple hoy su cuarto año Y mamá no puede estar presente tiene
Que limpiar los baños Lo deja con una vecina Que mas que na por
Lastima lo cuida Y claro como no sentirla Ella trabaja muchas horas
Por una mierda de sueldo Ella no entiende que su hijo solo le pide
Mas tiempo Ella ciega de lo importante hizo algo al respecto Se miro
Al espejo y se dio cuenta de que aun
Tiene buen cuerpo No lleva una vida normal...
Pocos la van a entender
Situacion tan triste para la mujer Ella llora llora sola Solo su hijo
La consuela No hay consejo de abuela que salve a esta linda mujer Lo
Primero fue renunciar a su antiguo trabajo Lo segundo ofrecer su
Cuerpo para ganar fajos Lo tercero dejar al niño dentro de un hogar Y
Lo cuarto ponerse una coraza pa' no llorar Pensaban hacer dinero
Tener una vida digna Vivir lejos de la miseria también de los
Estigmas Pero como siempre el barrio se interpone en la ruta Cuando
La ven caminando le gritan ahi va la puta Las cosa empeoraron Por que
Se junto con proxenetas que su negocio lo mal utilizaron Piensa que
La vida es una camara culta una broma Por que todo lo que hace nunca
Le funciona Su hijo extrañandola piensa cuando volvera Ya hizo ma' 20
Dibujos de ella y del de la mano Esperandola pero ya se fue a dormir
Dando el gas al final todo fue en vano No lleva una vida normal Pocos
La van a entender Situacion tan triste para la mujer Ella llora llora
Sola Solo su hijo la consuela No hay consejo de abuela que salve a
Esta linda mujer Maldita vida Que en la envolvió en la rutina Antes
Era un local ahora en una esquina Donde domina su belleza fina Ella
Vende su cuerpo al peligro desafia En nadie confia Puede ser
Sonriente pero fria No conoce el dia Pocas veces siente alegria Es
Una triste realidad Sentimiento puro Es una mierda hermano Pero por
Desgracia pasa mas seguido de lo que
Nosotros pensamos Bascur mexico chile Junto al Smoky

Faded Destiny (feat. Smoky)

Damn life.
She is a single mother since the baby's father, the miserable man, was afraid and
like a rat, he left. He disappeared until the end of the riddle,
becoming another fag who abandons his children. And she alone,
sleeping between 2 to 4 hours, thinks that life is shit, that
love doesn't exist. That he swore love to her
only scammed her, played with her virginity.
Few will understand her.
He got her pregnant and left, how sad.
Her son turns four today, and Mom can't be present, she has
to clean the bathrooms. She leaves him with a neighbor who, more than anything,
out of pity, takes care of him. And of course, how can you not feel for her? She works many hours
for a shit salary. She doesn't understand that her son only asks her for
more time. She, blind to what's important, did something about it. She looked at herself
in the mirror and realized that she still
has a good body. She doesn't lead a normal life...
Few will understand her.
Such a sad situation for the woman. She cries, cries alone. Only her son
comforts her. There is no grandmotherly advice to save this beautiful woman. The
first thing was to quit her old job. The second was to offer her
body to earn wads of cash. The third was to leave the child in a home. And
the fourth was to put on a shell so as not to cry. They thought about making money,
having a decent life, living away from misery, also from
stigmas. But as always, the neighborhood gets in the way when
they see her walking they yell at her, there goes the whore. Things got worse because
she got together with pimps who misused her business. She thinks that
life is a cult camera, a joke, because everything she does never
works out for her. Her son, missing her, thinks about when she will return. He already made more than 20
drawings of her and him holding hands. Waiting for her, but he already went to sleep,
giving up, in the end, it was all in vain. She doesn't lead a normal life. Few
will understand her. Such a sad situation for the woman. She cries, cries
alone. Only her son comforts her. There is no grandmotherly advice to save this
beautiful woman. Damn life that wrapped her up in routine. Before
it was a place, now it's on a street corner where her fine beauty dominates. She
sells her body to danger, defies it. She doesn't trust anyone. She can be
smiling but cold. She doesn't know the day. She rarely feels joy. It's
a sad reality. Pure feeling. It's shit, brother. But
unfortunately, it happens more often than
we think. Bascur Mexico Chile along with Smoky.