Текст и перевод песни Beto feat. Dj Figu - Quienes Son

Quienes Son

Quienes son, no me importa su nombre ni tampoco su voz...
No me dicen na'... Quienes son, aqui no los oigo en mi habitacion...
Aqui no valen na... Quienes son,
Qué cojones hablan... No entiendo ni una palabra...
Cierra la boca y piensa bien lo que
Vas a decir antes de que se abra...

La nación de la moda no avanza, no crece, se pudre, empeora...
No consigo entender lo que quieren ahora... Cada cancion que
Escucho me suena peor no se qué está pasando man...
Mi alma por dentro llora... pocos temas escucho ya...
Pongo instrumentales solas...

Para poder sentir la música y que nadie me la joda...
Para que mi cabeza libere el dolor que hace ya la controla...
Las buenas canciones no sonarán en esa emisora...
Ellos no esperan que des mas de ti... Así es como funciona...

Cambia de plan y lo escucharán.
Qué esperar... Si se quieren ganar el pan...
Aun que no creo que duren quizás lo hagan... Dependiendo de cuanto
Tiempo duerman ustedes...
No se trata de cuanto te atreves, se trata de
Cuanto cedes...
El dinero no te hace feliz pero hay
Quien prefiere sufrir en el Mercedes...

Desde abajo tan solo se puede subir.
Sigo esperando tranquilo el momento adecuado la
Prisa es malisima es algo que al fin aprendí...
La paciencia que no tengo en nada es toda la que tengo aquí...
No me esperen cuando lleguen todos,
Saldré cuando vea que se empiezan a ir...

Quienes son, no me importa su nombre ni tampoco su voz...
No me dicen na'... Quienes son, aqui no los oigo en mi habitacion...
Aqui no valen na... Quienes son,
Qué cojones hablan... No entiendo ni una palabra...
Cierra la boca y piensa bien lo que
Vas a decir antes de que se abra...

Me basta con saber que todo saldrá como quiera yo, no como deba...
La vida dando vueltas como una rueda, yo montando la humareda...
Formando parte de otra cara en la misma moneda...
Tu puedes pedir otra cosa es que se te
Conceda. Pese a todo no harán que ceda...

He visto familias salir de la mierda y entrar de semana en semana...
A la mas adinerada acabar arruinada... Sin nada...
He visto gente con muy poco hacer mucho más de lo que imaginaba...
También hacer con mucho, mucho menos... Hasta acabar en bragas

Ya nada me saca de esta sensacion que tengo...
De como que todo va demasiado lento...
No vivo mas que para el que estás oyendo...
Y aun que ya ni yo me entiendo sigo recto...

Ya nada me saca de esto que ya no es un sueño...
Es una realidad tal como de pequeño...
"Tot ho farem... Tot pasará..."
Y hoy desde el mic te lo cuento...

Vivo a condición de lo que pase entre "Big fish"...
Y me importa tan poco como la crisis...
No me convencen, no voto no contribuyo
No me meto yo no entro lo mio no es suyo...

Ya se bien que ellos harán lo mismo,
Votes a quien votes, le reces a cristo...
Que no es el pueblo quien decide hoy po hoy...
Eso lo puedes tener clarisimo listo...

Quienes son, no me importa su nombre ni tampoco su voz...
No me dicen na'... Quienes son, aqui no los oigo en mi habitacion...
Aqui no valen na... Quienes son,
Qué cojones hablan... No entiendo ni una palabra...
Cierra la boca y piensa bien lo que
Vas a decir antes de que se abra...

Who Are They

Who are they, I don't care about their names, nor their voices...
They don't tell me anything... Who are they, I can't hear them in my room...
They are worthless here... Who are they,
What the hell are they talking about... I don't understand a word...
Shut your mouth and think carefully about what
You're going to say before it opens...

The nation of fashion doesn't move forward, it doesn't grow, it rots, it gets worse...
I can't understand what they want now... Every song that
I listen to sounds worse, I don't know what's going on, man...
My soul cries inside... I listen to few songs now...
I just play instrumentals...

To be able to feel the music and not have anyone screw it up...
So that my head can release the pain that has already taken control...
Good songs won't play on that station...
They don't expect you to give more than you have... That's how it works...

Change the plan and they will listen.
What to expect... If they want to earn their bread...
Although I don't think they'll last, maybe they will... Depending on how much
Time you sleep...
It's not about how much you dare, it's about
How much you give in...
Money doesn't make you happy, but there are
Those who would rather suffer in a Mercedes...

From the bottom you can only go up.
I'm still calmly waiting for the right moment, the
Rush is very bad, it's something I finally learned...
All the patience I lack in everything is all I have here...
Don't wait for me when everyone gets here,
I'll come out when I see they're starting to leave...

Who are they, I don't care about their names, nor their voices...
They don't tell me anything... Who are they, I can't hear them in my room...
They are worthless here... Who are they,
What the hell are they talking about... I don't understand a word...
Shut your mouth and think carefully about what
You're going to say before it opens...

It's enough for me to know that everything will turn out the way I want it to, not the way it should...
Life spinning like a wheel, me riding the smoke...
Being part of another face on the same coin...
You can ask for something else, but it has to be
Granted to you. Despite everything, they won't let it go...

I've seen families get out of shit and go in week after week...
To the wealthiest ending up ruined... With nothing...
I've seen people with very little do much more than I imagined...
Also do with a lot, much less... Until ending up in panties

Nothing gets me out of this feeling I have anymore...
Like everything is going too slow...
I live for nothing more than what you are hearing...
And even though I don't even understand myself anymore, I keep going straight...

Nothing gets me out of this anymore, it's not a dream...
It's a reality just like when I was little...
"We'll do it all... Everything will pass..."
And today I'm telling you from the mic...

I live on the condition of what happens between "Big fish"...
And I care as little as I do about the crisis...
They don't convince me, I don't vote, I don't contribute
I don't get involved, I don't go in, what's mine is not theirs...

I know they will do the same,
Whoever you vote for, pray to Christ...
It's not the people who decide today...
You can be sure of that...

Who are they, I don't care about their names, nor their voices...
They don't tell me anything... Who are they, I can't hear them in my room...
They are worthless here... Who are they,
What the hell are they talking about... I don't understand a word...
Shut your mouth and think carefully about what
You're going to say before it opens...