Текст и перевод песни Fyahbwoy - Innadiflames

Innadiflames

De esos días que me levanto y no van!
No tengo un centavo ni en el banco y no van!
Bajo y la fokin moto no arranca y no va!
No me queda ni un peta de kanka y no va!
Voy por la calle y veo niños con cara dura
Crecen de largo, pero el coco no les madura
Olvidan que el respeto es ley en la calle dura
Será su fokin consecuencia en vida futura
Y voy caminando, encerrao dentro de mi armadura
Pensando en cómo coño pago cada factura
Saco mi cell & call "The Bwoy" pa la hierba pura
Pero estaba apagado o fuera de cobertura
Y si no va, si ves que nada va!
por no reaccionar, dices que dará igual
Y no da igual hacerlo bien y no mal,
y proponerte acabar lo que quieras y empezar
En mi barrio veo cosas que no tienen cura,
hay un anciano que rebusca en la basura
En mi barrio cada uno vive una locura
y pocos son los que te prestarán ayuda
Haffi bun dem!
Todos los males que en mi interior esconden
Cuando todo me sale mal, me seh: bun dem!
Y esos días que nada va,
recuerdo a los que sé bien que son fren y los que no me fallaran!
Hay días que nada importa y todo veo turbio,
ando vagando desde uptown a los suburbios
Duerme la urbe bwoy, sí, calla el vecindario,
ando como el gato negro que te da mal fario
Luces y misterio como atracción de feria,
no viajo yo en esa noria rellena de histeria, eh!
Por todos lados miro y veo la miseria,
les interesa mantener tanta tragedia!
Días que no quiero recordar, me dejaron cicatriz
Hoy yo quiero despertar con Renata y ser feliz
Acabar con cada uno de mis problemas de raíz
Fumando en esa playa con mis frenes ese weed
Cuando me despierta el Reggae sonando
Me mantengo real, yo no cambio de bando
Días que vinieron duros, los dejé bien blando
No hay conclusión, vivimos en modo random
Haffi bun dem!
Todos los males que en mi interior esconden
Cuando todo me sale mal, me seh: bun dem!
Y esos días que nada va,
recuerdo a los que sé bien que son fren y los que no me fallaran!
De esos días que me levanto y no van!
No tengo un centavo ni en el banco y no van!
Bajo y la fokin moto no arranca y no va!
No me queda ni un peta de kanka y no va!
Voy por la calle y veo niños con cara dura
Crecen de largo, pero el coco no les madura
Olvidan que el respeto es ley en la calle dura
Será su fokin consecuencia en vida futura
Y voy caminando, encerrao dentro de mi armadura
Pensando en cómo coño pago cada factura
Saco mi cell & call "The Bwoy" pa la hierba pura
Pero estaba apagado o fuera de cobertura
Y si no va, si ves que nada va!
por no reaccionar dices que dará igual
Y no da igual hacerlo bien y no mal,
y proponerte acabar lo que quieras y empezar

Innadiflames (In the Flames)

Those days when I wake up and things just don't go right!
Not a penny in the bank, and things just don't go right!
I go downstairs, and the damn motorcycle won't start, things just don't go right!
Not even a single joint left, and things just don't go right!
I walk down the street and see kids with hardened faces
They grow tall, but their minds don't mature
They forget that respect is the law on the tough streets
It will be their damn consequence in their future life
And I walk on, locked inside my armor
Thinking about how the hell I'll pay every bill
I pull out my cell & call "The Bwoy" for the pure herb
But he was either off or out of coverage
And if it doesn't go, if you see that nothing goes right!
You say it won't matter because you don't react
And it does matter to do it right and not wrong,
and to set your mind to finish what you want and start over
In my neighborhood, I see things that have no cure,
there's an old man scavenging through the trash
In my neighborhood, everyone lives a madness
and few are those who will lend you a helping hand
Haffi bun dem!
All the evils that they hide inside
When everything goes wrong for me, I say: bun dem!
And those days when nothing goes right,
I remember those who I know are true friends and those who won't let me down!
There are days when nothing matters and everything seems blurry,
I wander from uptown to the suburbs
The city sleeps, girl, yes, the neighborhood is silent,
I walk like the black cat that brings bad luck
Lights and mystery like a carnival attraction,
I don't ride that Ferris wheel filled with hysteria, eh!
Everywhere I look, I see misery,
they are interested in maintaining so much tragedy!
Days that I don't want to remember, they left me scarred
Today I want to wake up with Renata and be happy
End each of my problems at the root
Smoking that weed on the beach with my friends
When Reggae wakes me up playing
I stay real, I don't switch sides
Days that came hard, I left them soft
There's no conclusion, we live in random mode
Haffi bun dem!
All the evils that they hide inside
When everything goes wrong for me, I say: bun dem!
And those days when nothing goes right,
I remember those who I know are true friends and those who won't let me down!
Those days when I wake up and things just don't go right!
Not a penny in the bank, and things just don't go right!
I go downstairs, and the damn motorcycle won't start, things just don't go right!
Not even a single joint left, and things just don't go right!
I walk down the street and see kids with hardened faces
They grow tall, but their minds don't mature
They forget that respect is the law on the tough streets
It will be their damn consequence in their future life
And I walk on, locked inside my armor
Thinking about how the hell I'll pay every bill
I pull out my cell & call "The Bwoy" for the pure herb
But he was either off or out of coverage
And if it doesn't go, if you see that nothing goes right!
You say it won't matter because you don't react
And it does matter to do it right and not wrong,
and to set your mind to finish what you want and start over