Текст и перевод песни Berbal La 4 Verde feat. Remik Gonzalez - Piratas Sin Barco - Bonus Track

Piratas Sin Barco - Bonus Track

Guacha si te preguntas porque la
Mirada que cargo, yo tendre mi razoooon...
Voy pala calle ah dar el rol con los hommies del barrio,
O no salgo del cantón,
La pinche muerte creo que ya me lleva de encargo,
Pero no bajo el avion,
No le teman a mi arma si me miran pschyco, teman le a mi corazón.
Ando tatuado pelon tirandole señas
Al placon, no bajamos la mirada ni cuando andamos en el avion, calma,
Te exploto la marihuana,
Mi alma se fue de viaje y dejos las cortinas a media ventana,
Volando por, las calles mientras prendo el malboro,
Verde amarillo y rojo veo hasta en el semaforo,
Ando manchoso en la tienda se antoja todo,
Tambien ando filoso para que se ponga modo, soy un vato sencillo,
Un poco de fama no me ah hecho cambiar, mi vida es un freestyle,
Buscame cantando en el boulebard,
Carnal subele al volumen alto para trippear loquitos gansta,
Se reporta, en buenos aires con el verbal,
Disfruto el cuatro veinte ah pesar del pinche ambiente,
Donde critica la gente pero nunca de frente me llaman delincuente me
Caen placas de repente pero se la
Pelan siempre cargo el clavo en la mente
En breve se apesta la casa cuando me pongo a fumar,
Me prendo un frajo el humo me pone a trippear,
En esta nube de locos donde pocos saben que pedo, donde,
Fumamos y en drogas se nos va el dinero, y es un gastadero,
Igual en botellas de pisto,
Yo si quemo a diario mis vecinos me han visto,
Yo no la despisto salgo placoso a la calle,
Ando bien arriba en el avión a toda madre,
Ando en el aire por el efecto de la marihuana, pisteando caguamas,
Bien grifo toda la semana, smokyng rama yo fumo de la regañona,
A la que con solo olerla el aroma te impresiona,
Me estoy llendo rikis y tambien en el viaje,
Pirata sin barco pero con pipa para cuando baje,
De la nuve no me quiero bajar,
Traigo el clavo en el teni ahorita caigo iré a fumar
Loco, ponte a ponchar otro la neta se me hizo poco,
Me la saboreo cuando le quito los cocos,
Y no importa que caiga la chota, que nos haga bolas la mota,
Me gusta caminar con el aroma del barrio,
De puro pirata navegando sin barco,
Tu solo trippea no importa quien te vea,
Solo se hacen pendejos y hasta se la saborean,
Pirata sin barco es como yo ando, siempre en las calles,
Y navegando de arriva pa abajo o como caiga,
De repertorio la droga no falta, puro inahalar a mi me encanta,
Y un buen tabaco, pa' relajarla, y mi caguama siempre en la mano,
Loco borracho yo me la paso,
Acompañado locos en el barrio tirando la zorra, trucha con la placa,
Los hago que corran no me apañan por nada,
Es que ya saben lo que cargamos pura loquera, de este lado

Pirates Without a Ship - Bonus Track

Baby, if you're wondering why the
Look that I wear, I'll have my reason...
I go to the street to play with the boys in the neighborhood,
Or I don't leave the house,
I think death is already asking for me,
But I'm not getting off the plane,
Don't be afraid of my weapon if you see me crazy, be afraid of my heart.
I walk around tattooed, bald, throwing signs
To the prison, we don't look down even when we're on the plane, calm down,
I'll blow your marijuana,
My soul went on a trip and left the curtains half open,
Flying through the streets while I light the Malboro,
I see green, yellow and red even in the traffic light,
I walk around stained in the store, I crave everything,
I'm also sharp to get in the mood, I'm a simple guy,
A little fame hasn't changed me, my life is a freestyle,
Look for me singing on the boulevard,
Man, turn up the volume to trip out crazy gangsters,
Reporting in Buenos Aires with Verbal,
I enjoy 4:20 despite the fucking environment,
Where people criticize but never call me a delinquent, they call me a
Plates fall off suddenly but they
They always peel the clove in my mind
Soon the house will stink when I start smoking,
I light up a joint, the smoke gets me tripping,
In this cloud of madmen where few know what's going on, where
We smoke and spend our money on drugs, and it's a waste,
Also on bottles of alcohol,
I burn every day, my neighbors have seen me,
I don't hide it, I go out into the street,
I'm high up in the plane, getting high as a kite,
I'm in the air from the effects of marijuana, drinking beers,
Really high all week, smoking buds, I smoke the good stuff,
The one that just by smelling the aroma impresses you,
I'm getting really high and also on the trip,
A pirate without a ship but with a pipe for when I come down,
I don't want to come down from the cloud,
I have the clove in my shoe, I'll go smoke now
Crazy, light up another one, this one was too small,
I savor it when I take off the buds,
And it doesn't matter if the cops come by, and take our weed,
I like to walk around with the scent of the neighborhood,
As a pure pirate sailing without a ship,
Just trip out, no matter who sees you,
They just act dumb and even enjoy it,
Pirate without a ship is how I go, always on the streets,
And sailing from top to bottom or however it falls,
In my repertoire, drugs are always there, I love to inhale,
And a good tobacco, to relax it, and my beer always in hand,
I'm a crazy drunk, I'm having a good time,
Accompanied by crazy guys in the neighborhood throwing a party, watch out for the cops,
I make them run, they don't catch me for anything,
It's that they already know what we carry, pure madness, from this side