Текст и перевод песни Costa Cordalis - Nur mit Dir

Nur mit Dir

Deixe-me cair, so hoje enquanto esse drink nao acaba, no copo.
Encontrando o vento na cara, no topo.
Puxo, salgo, logo e me jogo, so hoje.

Eu tive que pensar, sabe... sair do meu lugar,
E sempre que eu sentir esse cheiro vou me lembrar,
Sentido litoral, sol, sal, lembro uns que se adianto, uns mosco e fico passando mal.
No meu tempo de quadra, faz a cesta corre e marca.
Hoje e trafico com a puta paga tudo e banca a barca.
Os cana e o comando que paga, na rua e so inveja na tuas contas e nas escolas nao tem vaga.
O custo beneficio e igual uma daga, corta tudo que restou.
A sobra, e sobra nada...
O caminho pro céu e uma subida, metáfora devida com mil mortos nessa escada.
A sua volta nego fraga, fala, pala, chora, embora todos inda roguem muita praga.
Sei que o diabo veste prada.
Eu so engano o padre, rezo a missa, acendo a vela. E breco a baga...

Deixe-me cair, so hoje enquanto esse drink nao acaba, no copo.
Encontrando o vento na cara, no topo.
Puxo, salgo, logo e me jogo, so hoje.

Eu vi nos olhos da morena e sentia.
A pele e a boca, a queima roupa era so o que eu queria fi...
So mais um beijo vai, pro resto da vida.
E o meu motivo de acorda todos dias...
Pra minhas rimas me levar pra Turquia, com escala na Russia, pousar so na Bahia.
Que a palavra leve o verso pra ilhas, mundo inteiro parceiro, pra eu fuder com Brasilia.
Solta minha voz igual surfista na quilha, os falador de internet igual controle sem pilha.
Predella, Italia.
Sem na na na na na.
Cobranca vem desavisada igual a Mafia Cicilia, Sob meus pes, testando a fe, OGUM NA GUIA.
Dj EB na base sem patifaria, na magia na justiça nao na bíblia na corrida.
Sentem nunca mentem os que morrem pela vida.

Only with You

Let me fall, just today while this drink doesn't end, in the glass.
Finding the wind on my face, on top.
I pull, I go up, I jump, just today.

I had to think, you know... get out of my place,
And whenever I smell this scent, I'll remember,
Sensing the coastline, sun, salt, I remember some who go ahead, some get scared and I get sick.
In my time on the court, make the basket run and score.
Today, it's a matter of dealing with the hooker who pays for everything and banks the boat.
The cops and the boss who pays, on the street it's just envy on your accounts and in the schools there are no vacancies.
The cost-benefit ratio is like a dagger, it cuts everything that's left.
The leftover, and nothing left...
The path to heaven is a climb, a fitting metaphor with a thousand dead on the ladder.
Around you people lie, talk, cry, but still they all pray for a lot of plague.
I know the devil wears Prada.
I just fool the priest, say the mass, light the candle. And break the bud...

Let me fall, just today while this drink doesn't end, in the glass.
Finding the wind on my face, on top.
I pull, I go up, I jump, just today.

I saw in the brunette's eyes and I felt it.
Her skin and mouth, point-blank was all I wanted babe...
Just one more kiss, for the rest of my life.
And my reason to wake up every day...
For my rhymes to take me to Turkey, with a stopover in Russia, to land only in Bahia.
May the word take the verse to islands, all over the world partner, for me to fuck with Brasilia.
Release my voice like a surfer on the fin, the internet talkers like a remote without batteries.
Predella, Italy.
Without na na na na na.
Dues come unannounced like the Sicilian Mafia, Under my feet, testing my faith, OGUM NA GUIA.
Dj EB on the beat without rascality, in the magic in justice not in the bible in the race.
They never lie who die for life.