Текст и перевод песни Don Omar feat. Kendo Kapponi - Vívíendo Con el Enemigo

Vívíendo Con el Enemigo

Gente que se ama por pena*
Gente que se ama por interes
Hay amores que condenan
Por darle fuego a un corazon de papel
Hay amor sensillo
Que tan solo un detalle le aropa
Y hay amores viciosos que solo se buscan despues de unas copas
Amores que son tan frajil que tan solo una palabra le hacen pedazos
Y hay amores en guerra en campo abierto y si nadie ah muerto
Pienso yo que tal vez ese sea nuestro caso

Jajaja!
Don Oye

Te voy a decir como es que se vive en casa
En guerra pero rico atiende

Vivo en casa con mi enemigo
Y nunca conversamos si no hay discusion
Un dia de estos se matan dicen los vecino
No entienden que en guerra se vive mejor
Vivo en casa con mi enemigo
Y nunca conversamos si no hay discusion
Un dia de estos se matan dicen los vecino
No entienden que en guerra se vive mejor

Yo no se si gritar o en timbre normal
Ala hora de hablar pero se que le da
Ese toque especial ala casa
De una academia militar
Quisiera que yo soy el del cuidado
Por que ella se acuerda demasiado
Sera que siempre esta llena la luna
Por que no me deja pasar ninguna
Eso queja tras queja la grama esta alta
O ta la basura avece me arta y me para en tribuna
Ami me respeta y me bajas el flow
Vecinos alerta que comienza el show

(Don Omar DIABLO KENDon Omar QUE PEDon Omar!)
La cocina se ve puerca por 3 semana
Yo puse mi truza en el sofa de la sala
El fregadero es un vertedero lleno de platos
Yo llamo ala J y llego borracho
Ella llama alas amigas y le hacen
Yo voy al baño y no bajo el inodoro
La guerra esta en pie y yo tiro a matar
Pero siempre al final me gana
Por que son 3 semana y no hay nada de nada en la cama (au!)
La guerra de casa ya como que pasa
A ser algo mas que un problema interno
Le digo gritando me voy de este infierno
Me ignora en celo viro con atacaque e cuelno
Me la tiene montaa bien montaa (wau wawa wau)
Me lleva del tingo al tango las amigas
Tirando en fango yo siempre enfrentando (wau wawa wau)

Vivo en casa con mi enemigo
Y nunca conversamos si no hay discusion
Un dia de estos se matan dicen los vecino
No entienden que en guerra se vive mejor
Vivo en casa con mi enemigo
Y nunca conversamos si no hay discusion
Un dia de estos se matan dicen los vecino
No entienden que en guerra se vive mejor

No eh conocido a nadie que sea capaz
De aguantar en casa media hora de vista
Si no con calle seguimos en paz
Y pa buscarme tiene que hacer cita
Mi nombre no estoy en depre y me siento daown
Me paro en la mica y que empieze el segundo raund
Vecinos alerta me bajo del carro y le tiro la puerta
Le grito en la cara
Ami no me importa y voy a joderme estos chavos e la renta
Y quiza y yo me dijo 2 o 3 yo la rete me quito la gold
Y yo el reloj que le regale
Y hablando claro La guerra esta en pie
Pero siempre al final me gana
Por que son 3 semana no hay nada de nada en la cama (au!)
La guerra de casa ya como que pasa
A ser algo mas que un problema interno
Le digo gritando me voy de este infierno
Me ignora en celo viro con atacaque e cuelno
Me la tiene montaa bien montaa (wau wawa wau)
Me lleva del tingo al tango las amigas
Tirando en fango yo siempre enfrentando (wau wawa wau)

Vivo en casa con mi enemigo
Y nunca conversamos si no hay discusion
Un dia de estos se matan dicen los vecino
No entienden que en guerra se vive mejor
Vivo en casa con mi enemigo
Y nunca conversamos si no hay discusion
Un dia de estos se matan dicen los vecino
No entienden que en guerra se vive mejor

Jajaa!
Kendo kaponi mami pa que me obligue ahora a mantiar me fui pa nueva york
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Living With The Enemy

People who love each other out of pity*
People who love each other out of interest
There are loves that condemn
For setting fire to a paper heart
There is simple love
That just a detail clothes it
And there are vicious loves that only seek each other after a few drinks
Loves that are so fragile that just one word shatters them
And there are loves at war in the open field and if no one has died
I think maybe that's our case

Hahaha!
Don Listen

I'm going to tell you how it is to live at home
At war but rich listen

I live at home with my enemy
And we never talk unless there's an argument
One of these days they'll kill each other, the neighbors say
They don't understand that it's better to live at war
I live at home with my enemy
And we never talk unless there's an argument
One of these days they'll kill each other, the neighbors say
They don't understand that it's better to live at war

I don't know whether to shout or use the normal doorbell
When it's time to talk but I know it gives it
That special touch to the house
Of a military academy
I wish I was the one who was careful
Because she remembers too much
Could it be that the moon is always full
Because she doesn't let me get away with anything
That complaining after complaining the grass is tall
Or the garbage is there sometimes it pisses me off and I stand in the stands
She respects me and lowers my flow
Neighbors alert the show begins

(Don Omar DEVIL KENDon Omar WHAT PEDon Omar!)
The kitchen looks dirty for 3 weeks
I put my panties on the sofa in the living room
The sink is a dump full of dishes
I call J and I arrive drunk
She calls her friends and they do it to her
I go to the bathroom and I don't flush the toilet
The war is on and I shoot to kill
But in the end she always wins
Because it's been 3 weeks and there's nothing at all in bed (ouch!)
The war at home is already kind of happening
To be something more than an internal problem
I tell her screaming I'm leaving this hell
She ignores me in heat I turn with a horn attack
She's got me mounted well mounted (wow wawa wow)
She takes me from tingo to tango her friends
Throwing in the mud I'm always facing (wow wawa wow)

I live at home with my enemy
And we never talk unless there's an argument
One of these days they'll kill each other, the neighbors say
They don't understand that it's better to live at war
I live at home with my enemy
And we never talk unless there's an argument
One of these days they'll kill each other, the neighbors say
No entienden que en guerra se vive mejor

I haven't met anyone who is capable
Of putting up with half an hour of sight at home
If not with street we continue in peace
And to look for me she has to make an appointment
My name is not I'm depressed and I feel down
I stand on the mica and let the second round begin
Neighbors alert I get out of the car and throw the door at her
I yell in her face
I don't care and I'm going to screw these guys out of the rent
And maybe I told her 2 or 3 I challenged her she took off my gold
And I the watch I gave her
And speaking clearly The war is on
But in the end she always wins
Because it's been 3 weeks there's nothing at all in bed (ouch!)
The war at home is already kind of happening
To be something more than an internal problem
I tell her screaming I'm leaving this hell
She ignores me in heat I turn with a horn attack
She's got me mounted well mounted (wow wawa wow)
She takes me from tingo to tango her friends
Throwing in the mud I'm always facing (wow wawa wow)

I live at home with my enemy
And we never talk unless there's an argument
One of these days they'll kill each other, the neighbors say
They don't understand that it's better to live at war
I live at home with my enemy
And we never talk unless there's an argument
One of these days they'll kill each other, the neighbors say
They don't understand that it's better to live at war

Hahaha!
Kendo kaponi mami so you force me to maintain now I went to New York
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