Текст и перевод песни Cráneo feat. Lasser & Wun Two - Polen

Polen

Friego mis platos, grabo mis pelis
Miro de reojo sus Levi′s
Sloth Brite, Rasta Boogie
Con mi ritmo toda' mueven el booty

Friego mis platos, grabo mis pelis
Miro de reojo sus Levi′s
Sloth Brite, Rasta Boogie
Con mi ritmo toda' mueven el-

Mientras mi colega se hace un polen, pienso:
"Llevo to' este tiempo con los mismos pantalones"
Hice una lista con sus muchas decepciones

Con trucos a las pruebas que ella misma me pone
Combino los colores pa′ que esto te mole
Para que me lleves en tus cascos cuando vas al cole

Mis colegas eran frikis, no los abusones
Y ahora tipo listo entre depredadores
Cuando follamos en el barrio nacen flores
Cuando conduzco te lanzo caparazones
No puedes convencerme si no tienes razones (qué va)

Si te haces el muerto puede que te devore
Tú buscabas un culpable, pero esto no es el Cluedo
Escupo el chicle y lo pateo sin que toque el suelo
Con mi sello de plata y un abrigo de pelo
Si te metes con los míos, nos batimos en duelo

Friego mis platos, grabo mis pelis
Miro de reojo sus Levi′s
Sloth Brite, Rasta Boogie
Con mi ritmo toda' mueven el booty

Friego mis platos, grabo mis pelis
Miro de reojo sus Levi′s
Sloth Brite, Rasta Boogie
Con mi ritmo toda' mueven el-

La invito a mi nave, pero solo un rato
Porque ya no me ato ni los zapatos
No me preocupo si parto un plato
Ahora respiro solo como mi gato

Me ven diferente a los demás
Piso cucarachas, como en Men In Black, oye
Quiero salir, pero vuelvo a entrar
No quiero que me vengan a salvar (oye, oye)

Si quedas con otros, por mí genial
Lady, yo no he venido a pelear
Escucho Jamaica, escucho Trap
Invento galaxias desde el sofá

Me miran tus panas con cara rara
Porque en las pupilas llevo dos mándalas
Estoy trabajando en mis nuevas alas
Pa′ salir volando por esa ventana

Friego mis platos, grabo mis pelis (Yes)
Miro de reojo sus Levi's
Sloth Brite, Rasta Boogie
Con mi ritmo toda′ mueven el booty (booty)

Friego mis platos, grabo mis pelis
Miro de reojo sus Levi's
Sloth Brite, Rasta Boogie
Con mi ritmo toda' mueven el (booty)

Gimme that, gi-, gimme that, mami
Gi-gimme that, gi-, gimme that, mami
Gimme that, oh yes, gi-, gimme that, mami
Gi-gimme that, gi-, gimme that, mami

Pollen

They wash their dishes, record their movies
They watch their Levi's from the corner of their eye
Sloth Brite, Rasta Boogie
With their rhythm, everyone moves their booty

They wash their dishes, record their movies
They watch their Levi's from the corner of their eye
Sloth Brite, Rasta Boogie
With their rhythm, everyone moves the-

While their colleague rolls a joint, they think:
"I've been wearing the same pants all this time"
They made a list of her many disappointments

With tricks to the tests she herself puts them through
They combine the colors so that this moves you
So that you take them in your headphones when you go to school

Their colleagues were geeks, not bullies
And now a smart guy among predators
When they fuck in the neighborhood, flowers are born
When they drive, they throw shells at you
You can't convince them if you don't have reasons (no way)

If you play dead, they might devour you
You were looking for a culprit, but this is not Cluedo
They spit out the gum and kick it without it touching the ground
With their silver stamp and a fur coat
If you mess with theirs, they will fight you in a duel

They wash their dishes, record their movies
They watch their Levi's from the corner of their eye
Sloth Brite, Rasta Boogie
With their rhythm, everyone moves their booty

They wash their dishes, record their movies
They watch their Levi's from the corner of their eye
Sloth Brite, Rasta Boogie
With their rhythm, everyone moves the-

They invite her to their ship, but only for a while
Because they no longer tie their shoes
They don't care if they break a plate
Now they breathe alone like their cat

They see them differently from the others
They step on cockroaches, like in Men In Black, hey
They want to go out, but they come back in
They don't want them to come and save them (hey, hey)

If you stay with others, that's cool with them
Lady, they didn't come here to fight
They listen to Jamaica, they listen to Trap
They invent galaxies from the sofa

Your friends look at them with a weird face
Because in their pupils they carry two mandalas
They are working on their new wings
To fly out that window

They wash their dishes, record their movies (Yes)
They watch their Levi's from the corner of their eye
Sloth Brite, Rasta Boogie
With their rhythm, everyone moves their booty (booty)

They wash their dishes, record their movies
They watch their Levi's from the corner of their eye
Sloth Brite, Rasta Boogie
With their rhythm, everyone moves the (booty)

Gimme that, gi-, gimme that, mami
Gi-gimme that, gi-, gimme that, mami
Gimme that, oh yes, gi-, gimme that, mami
Gi-gimme that, gi-, gimme that, mami