Текст и перевод песни Jorge Santacruz Y Su Grupo Quinto Elemento - Phoenix Al "R" Escate

Phoenix Al "R" Escate

Tres rapidas cierran el paso
Entre medio de dos calles
El jefe quedo rodeado
Antrax pasaba el blindaje
La estrategia rompio en pedazos
El phoenix llego al rescate

Escudo humano guerrillero
Pero activo no me siento sonzo
Comandante ofrezco mi cuero
Lo mismo dicen mis hombres
Esto ya me huele a zepelio
Pero no perdemos el porte

Ya no revientes mas cascos
El 5 le dice al sargento
Le informaron por el radio
Orden para el gato negro
Ministo me sirves vivo
Ami no me sirves vivo

Las balas rosan las sienes
Disparan sin misericordia
No se olvida lo de el mele
Voy a cambiar esa historia
No creo que porque sean verdes
No tengan la sangre roja

Calibre 50 atorado
Y cargadores ecosoasivos
Comunicacion entre-cortadas
Desesperado el numero 5
Entregense no hagan nada
Dela carcel pegan un brinco

Mis manos estan atadas
Ni con golpes eh cantado
Qerian cortame la barba
Saben que no soy dejado
Les voy a escupir la cara
Cuando me esten torturando

Fuego cruzado y sin tregua
Alta dosis de violencia
Espuelas de acero y plomo
Granadas que se fragmentan
El viruz esta con todo
Son sicarios que enfrentan

Hoy en dia esta guardado
Pero no solto la lengua
Aqui ahi un gato encerrado
Pero encontrara la puerta
La duda es pa los soldados
Quien iba en la otra camioneta

Phoenix Al "R" Escate

Three fast ones block the way
In the middle of two streets
The boss was surrounded
Anthrax passed the armor
The strategy broke into pieces
The phoenix came to the rescue

Human shield, guerrilla
But I don't feel stupid active
Commander, I offer my hide
My men say the same
This already smells like Zeppelin
But we don't lose our cool

Stop blowing up more casks
The 5 says to the sergeant
He was informed by radio
Order for the black cat
Minister, you serve me alive
You don't serve me alive

Bullets graze the temples
They shoot without mercy
They don't forget about the mele
I'm going to change that story
I don't think because they're green
They don't have red blood

Caliber 50 stuck
And echo-sound loaders
Communication is intermittent
Number 5 is desperate
Give up, don’t do anything
They skip jail

My hands are tied
Not even with beatings have I sung
They wanted to cut my beard
They know I'm not a quitter
I'm going to spit in your face
When they're torturing me

Crossfire and no truce
High dose of violence
Spurs of steel and lead
Fragmenting grenades
The virus is raging
These are sicarios who face

Today he's in custody
But he didn't loose his tongue
There's a hidden cat here
But he will find the door
Doubt is for soldiers
Who was in the other van