Текст и перевод песни Isusko & Sbrv - Tam Tam

Tam Tam

Golpean como un tam tam, viven lo que cantam,
Tiempo y espacio raptam, se fuman lo que plantam,
Consiguen el enfoque, si tus ojos yo viera,
Si mi musica lloviera estariais todos fucking.
Un toque de atencion avisa, chispa y combustion locomocion
De cuerpo envuelto en musica de accion,
Soy un chavacano mas sin oro ni sin plata,
Tengo tecnicas, lucha, conciertos, nudos de corbata.
Y tu puta madre records con un bajo 32,
Posibilidades pa creerse dios,
Mientras solo verdes siegan tu jardin alli en la ROTXAPEA,
Con la oz, con su voz, solo pasen y vean.
Da igual quien seas, dame 8 litros de rón si sube la marea,
La humareda con el ritmo se aparea,
El perro sin correa, gigantes de la mancha
Que a sus anchas se pasean verso que esquiva y noquea.
Y aunque escriba no creas, que a todo cerdo llega a San Martin,
Donde se cruzanse riegan adoquin,
Te llevan como a un pin, son cantos de delfin,
Tu vistes mi principio pero no veras mi fin.
Golpean como un tam tam, viven lo que cantam,
Tiempo y espacio raptam, se fuman lo que plantam,
Consiguen el enfoque, si tus ojos yo viera,
Si mi musica lloviera estariais todos fucking.
Es, te ritmo es digno, pa, ra la ocasion,
Es, cucha un segundo, pres, tame atencion,
Cada silaba que escribo causa depresion,
Aceptacion, rechazo, adiccion a mi cancion.
Aun queda mucho por decir, nunca elegí a quien me hizo elegir,
La muerte es el camino facil, lo dificil fué vivir,
Fué unir palabras las unas con las otras
Y saber que si me tiro de un puente vendran detras.
Me harte de mearte, mi arte nacio aparte,
Hazte misa de mi verso, nunca busco contentarte,
Quiza seas tu el medio que justifique mis fines,
Sin escrupulos ni en guiness, me os follo en calcetines.
Harias lo que fuera por guardar la apariencia,
(Drogas, mujeres), no encuentro la diferencia,
Las dos me dieron la insipiracion que necesitaba,
(Estoy feliz si las tengo), e enfeliz cuando acaban,
Golpean como un tam tam, viven lo que cantam,
Tiempo y espacio raptam, se fuman lo que plantam,
Consiguen el enfoque, si tus ojos yo viera,
Si mi musica lloviera estariais todos...
Golpean como un tam tam, viven lo que cantam,
Tiempo y espacio raptam, se fuman lo que plantam,
Consiguen el enfoque, si tus ojos yo viera,
Si mi musica lloviera estariais todos fucking.

Tam Tam

They strike like a tam-tam, they live what they sing,
Time and space they kidnap, they smoke what we plant,
They achieve focus, if I saw your eyes,
If my music rained, you would all be fucking.
A beep of attention warns, spark and combustion locomotion
Of a body wrapped in music of action,
I am one more Canary Islander without gold or silver,
I have techniques, fight, concerts, tie knots.
And your mother's records with a 32 bass,
Possibilities to believe yourself a god,
While only greens reap your garden there in ROXTAPEA,
With the voice, with their voice, just watch and see.
It doesn't matter who you are, give me 8 liters of rum if the tide is rising,
The smoke pairs with the rhythm,
The dog without a leash, giants of La Mancha
That parade their ease in verse that dodges and knocks out.
And although I write, don't believe, that every pig reaches San Martin,
Where they cross, they water the cobblestone,
They carry you like a pawn, they are dolphin songs,
You saw my beginning, but you won't see my end.
They strike like a tam-tam, they live what they sing,
Time and space they kidnap, they smoke what we plant,
They achieve focus, if I saw your eyes,
If my music rained, you would all be fucking.
It is, the rhythm is worthy, for, the occasion,
It is, listen for a second, pay, me attention,
Every syllable I write causes depression,
Acceptance, rejection, addiction to my song.
There is still much to say, I never chose who made me choose,
Death is the easy way, the hard part was living,
It was uniting words with each other
And knowing that if I jump off a bridge, they will follow me.
I got tired of pissing on me, my art was born apart,
Become a mass of my verse, I never seek to please you,
Perhaps you are the means that justifies my ends,
Without scruples or in Guinness, I fuck you in socks.
You would do anything to save face,
(Drugs, women), I can't tell the difference,
Both gave me the inspiration I needed,
(I am happy if I have them), and unhappy when they end,
They strike like a tam-tam, they live what they sing,
Time and space they kidnap, they smoke what we plant,
They achieve focus, if I saw your eyes,
If my music rained, you would all...
They strike like a tam-tam, they live what they sing,
Time and space they kidnap, they smoke what we plant,
They achieve focus, if I saw your eyes,
If my music rained, you would all be fucking.