Текст и перевод песни Canserbero - Es Épico - Bonus Track

Es Épico - Bonus Track

Oh, me falta el aire y el corazon tucun tucun tucun,
hoy va a correr sangre
ya se por donde se mueve ese hmm.
Hoy voy a convertirme en un criminal ya no creo en nadie
a menos que me convierta en un muerto
Hoy voy a vengar a mi hermano como le jure a mi padre
diente por diente ojo por ojo es esto
Una bicha prestada porque no soy hampa
pero la rabia que siento no escampa
es tanta que me ahoga, nunca habia huelido droga
pero ahora es necesario pa cumplir con lo que el corazon me implora
Siento que se me sale el torax la moto a 100 por horas
pelo por la bicha y le grito ¡y ahora!
Todo pasa muy chola en rafagas descargo a todos esos malandros
Hasta que ya no escupe la pistola
Y el corazon tucun tucun tucun tucun
Y las balas pacan pacan pacan pacan
Y el corazon tucun tucun tucun tucun
Y las balas pacan pacan pacan
Lloro de la arrechera mientras en la acera caigo
Escucho a una señora que grita que mataron a Carlos
Solo ahi fue cuando sonrei aliviado porque Carlos
Fue el bastardo que mato a mi hermano
Todo es confuso escucho wiu wiu wiu
No veo bien y siento frio frio frio
Un tipo gritando es mio es mio es mio
Hasta que ya no escuche na mas que un profundo silencio
Varios segundos de calma mi alma al lado de mi cuerpo
Me dije "aun no he ido al mas alla"
Siento un olor a perfume veo una luz en un tunel
un fuego que me consume se empezaba a ver atras
No dejare que me abrume el fuego
Seguire hacia el tunel pensé pero seguir no pude
Porque me halaron pa atras
Callendo en pica
Montañas negras de azufre con un olor a mierda
Cuerpos deformados que sufren
Cai sobre una piedra
Un barco viejo con un viejo me esperaba
No me respondian nada almas en barco golpeaban
El me llevo donde Servero
Que dijo no morderme porque le gusta mi nombre de rapero
Si lo ves de esa forma pude tener suerte
Ironica es la vida pero tambien ironica es la muerte
Me desperte ya sentado sobre un estrado
Y un jurado de malvados decidirian mi suerte
Recuerdo que fui golpeado y trasladado
A un sitio en uno de los circulos con un monton de gente
Por vengativo y asesino te quemaras por siempre
Por toda la eternidad como castigo
Vi muchos rostros conocidos y me senti sorprendido
Porque no pense que estuvieran conmigo
Personas que lucian buenas en el mundo
Como el Che Guevara incluso, como Juan Pablo II
Presuntos Dalai Lama calcinaos con mao
Y los difuntos Stephany Mcconell y Beethoven juntos
Me asombro mucho saber que estaban aqui
Jonh F. Kennedy, Lenin, Mahoma y Joseph Smith
Cesar y Napoleon salieron de las llamas
Porque eran la misma persona que ahora es un tal Obama
No entendia nada pregunte por Cristo
Y noté que se burlaban porque nadie lo habia visto
Otros dijeron que fue un truco de su iglesia
Para gobernar el mundo con su majestuosa empresa
Shans Rosell y Washington, Jose de San Martin y Ghandi
Cristobal Colon, Isabel de Inglaterra transformada en perra desnuda
Supe incluso estaban Bolivar y Buda
Son demasiadas dudas pensamientos vagos
Gente buena en el infierno o es que en algo fueron malos
Por algo estan aqui aunque no lo acepten
Debo hallar ahora una manera de huir de la muerte
Recorde que en la tierra donde habia nacido
Existia una leyenda del diablo con un tal Florentino
Obviamente un cuento pero inteligente
Para irme de este infierno, infierno literalmente
Vocifere durante meses que podia con el jefe
Recitando versos entre fuego y heces
Hasta que un dia aparecio un viejo con traje
Que me dijo pierde y me llevo a tu padre de homenaje
Que situacion tan complicada en la que me encontraba
Pero yo nunca he sido de los que se cagan
Ademas habia compuesto demasiados versos
Que mas la improvisacion harian temprar al universo
Empieza!
-Antes que nada te maldigo voy a hacer que sufras el peor de todos los castigos como te atreves a retarme en castellano y en este ritmo tan pobre
como el suelo donde te has criado
-Con mas razon tu deberias avergonzarte, perder un combate con un homosapien
Ademas te explico, se llama Venezuela donde nacio este tipo
Y tu no puedes maldecirme porque ya yo estoy maldito
-Eres muy peculiar pero mi deber es explicar que no puedes ganar porque yo lo se todo domino los idiomas, los modos, la historia
Incluso se los mas recónditos miedos de tu memoria
-Debo aclarar que hay un factor clave que olvidas
Los miedos se van en el momento en que pierdes la vida
Se dice que el amor masacra tus insultos
Pero yo te matare con mas odio para ser justo
-A mi tu no me engañas mediocre adversario
Como hablar de odio si tu brazo grita lo contrario
Tu le has mentido a todos tus seguidores
Con multiples contradicciones en muchas de tus canciones
-No entiendes nada a los humanos
Yo sueño con amor porque se que en el fondo nosotros amamos
Si canto rap y es para desahogar por dentro
Como cuando cristo echo a los comerciantes de su templo
-De nuevo hablando tu de cosas que no sabes
Eres un imitador como tu voz la cual no es tan grave
Lo unico grave es que te crean
Pero aqui la mentira tiene patas tarde o temprano cojean
-Me has conmovido ahora que te conozco mas satanas
No comprendes el arte tampoco la paz
Mi voz es mas, es mas esta es mi voz que dios me dio de don
Para tenaz usarla cual daga en tu corazon
-Como puedes hablar de Dios si eres ateo
En tus ojos lo veo mientras mi candela te consume
Te recuerdo que Dios no existe y lo que viste en aquel tunel
No fue mas que simples angeles comunes
- Dudar y no creer es algo muy distinto
Y si dudo de Dios es porque no lo he visto
Aun asi insisto en recalcarte lo que contigo aprendi
Que reyes habran muchos pero siempre tienes que ir a ti
Y el corazon tucun tucun tucun tucun
Y el corazon tucun tucun tucun tucun
Y el corazon tucun tucun tucun tucun
Y el corazon tucun tucun tucun tucun

It's Epic - Bonus Track

Oh, I'm out of breath, my heart's pounding, pounding, pounding,
Blood will be spilled today,
I know where that hmm is moving.
Today I'll become a criminal, I don't trust anyone,
Unless I become a dead man.
Today I'll avenge my brother as I swore to my father,
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, this is it.
A borrowed gun, because I'm not a gangster,
But the rage I feel won't subside,
It's so much it suffocates me, I've never smelled drugs,
But now it's necessary to fulfill what my heart implores.
I feel my chest bursting, the motorcycle at 100 miles per hour,
Hair in the wind, I yell "now!"
Everything happens so fast, I unload on all those thugs,
Until the gun stops spitting.
And the heart, pounding, pounding, pounding, pounding
And the bullets, firing, firing, firing, firing
And the heart, pounding, pounding, pounding, pounding
And the bullets, firing, firing, firing
I cry from the anger as I fall on the sidewalk,
I hear a lady screaming that Carlos was killed,
Only then did I smile, relieved because Carlos,
Was the bastard who killed my brother.
Everything is blurry, I hear sirens, woo woo woo,
I can't see well, and I feel cold, cold, cold,
A guy yelling "he's mine, he's mine, he's mine,"
Until I hear nothing but a deep silence.
Several seconds of calm, my soul beside my body,
I told myself, "I haven't gone to the beyond yet."
I smell perfume, I see a light in a tunnel,
A fire consuming me, starting to be seen behind,
I won't let the fire overwhelm me,
I'll continue towards the tunnel, I thought, but I couldn't go on,
Because they pulled me back,
Falling into the abyss.
Black mountains of sulfur with the smell of shit,
Deformed bodies suffering,
I fell on a stone,
An old boat with an old man awaited me,
They wouldn't answer me, souls on the boat were beating,
He took me to Cerberus,
Who said not to bite me because he likes my rapper name.
If you look at it that way, I was lucky,
Life is ironic, but so is death.
I woke up sitting on a platform,
And a jury of villains would decide my fate.
I remember being beaten and transferred,
To a place in one of the circles with a lot of people,
For being vengeful and murderous, you will burn forever,
For all eternity as punishment.
I saw many familiar faces and I felt surprised,
Because I didn't think they'd be with me.
People who seemed good in the world,
Like Che Guevara even, like John Paul II,
Alleged Dalai Lamas incinerated with Mao,
And the deceased Stephanie McConnel and Beethoven together.
I was very surprised to know they were here,
John F. Kennedy, Lenin, Muhammad and Joseph Smith,
Caesar and Napoleon came out of the flames,
Because they were the same person who is now a certain Obama.
I didn't understand anything, I asked about Christ,
And I noticed they were mocking because nobody had seen him.
Others said it was a trick of his church,
To rule the world with his majestic company.
Shans Rosell and Washington, Jose de San Martin and Gandhi,
Christopher Columbus, Elizabeth of England transformed into a naked bitch,
I even learned Bolivar and Buddha were there,
So many doubts, vague thoughts,
Good people in hell, or were they bad in some way?
They are here for a reason, even if they don't accept it,
I must find a way to escape death now.
I remembered that in the land where I was born,
There was a legend of the devil with a certain Florentino,
Obviously a story, but a clever one,
To get out of this hell, literally hell.
For months I yelled that I could handle the boss,
Reciting verses between fire and feces,
Until one day an old man in a suit appeared,
He told me, "Lose, and I'll take your father as tribute."
What a complicated situation I was in,
But I've never been one to chicken out.
Besides, I had composed too many verses,
That, plus improvisation, would make the universe tremble.
Start!
-First of all, I curse you, I will make you suffer the worst of all punishments, how dare you challenge me in Spanish and in this rhythm as poor
as the ground where you were raised?
-All the more reason you should be ashamed, to lose a battle with a homosapien,
Besides, let me explain, it's called Venezuela where this guy was born,
And you can't curse me because I'm already cursed.
-You are very peculiar, but my duty is to explain that you cannot win because I know everything, I master languages, modes, history,
I even know the most hidden fears in your memory.
-I must clarify that there is a key factor you forget,
Fears disappear the moment you lose your life.
They say love slaughters your insults,
But I will kill you with more hate to be fair.
-You can't fool me, mediocre adversary,
How can you talk about hate when your arm screams the opposite?
You have lied to all your followers,
With multiple contradictions in many of your songs.
-You don't understand humans at all,
I dream of love because I know deep down we love.
If I sing rap, it's to vent from within,
Like when Christ cast out the merchants from his temple.
-Again, you're talking about things you don't know,
You're an imitator, like your voice, which isn't that deep.
The only serious thing is that they believe you,
But here lies have short legs, sooner or later they limp.
-You've moved me now that I know you better, Satan,
You don't understand art, nor peace.
My voice is more, it is more, this is my voice that God gave me as a gift,
To tenaciously use it as a dagger in your heart.
-How can you talk about God if you are an atheist?
I see it in your eyes as my flame consumes you.
I remind you that God does not exist and what you saw in that tunnel,
Was nothing more than simple ordinary angels.
-To doubt and not to believe is something very different,
And if I doubt God, it's because I haven't seen him.
Still, I insist on emphasizing what I learned with you,
That there may be many kings, but you always have to go to yourself.
And the heart, pounding, pounding, pounding, pounding
And the heart, pounding, pounding, pounding, pounding
And the heart, pounding, pounding, pounding, pounding
And the heart, pounding, pounding, pounding, pounding