A la Intemperie - Sinka , Kalos перевод на английский

A la Intemperie

A la intemperie
Me acompaña
La tormenta
Sigo la luna
Alimenta
Su reflejo
Mi locura
No me entero
Hincho
De bencéno
El tórax
Voy quemando
Carretera
Siempre salgo
A buena hora

Cada uno con
Sus torturas
Cuatro segundos
Me duras
Muchos como
Tu aquí
Lloran l
Los peces a
Su pecera
Que no importa
Que te duela
O si el pecho
Se te atora
Con el ultimo
Cartucho
Me acabo la obra
Y fuera

Piensa
Ya volvera
A ser
El que
Eras
Fui lo peor
No quiero mas
No se que esperas
Hacia adelante
Prosperas
Lo chungo es
Cuando miras
Hacia atrás

Que si no se
No me pongo
A predecir
Debo merecer
Arder
Es la fricción
De subir
Tantos
Que quieren
Vencer
Su figura
Han de esculpir
Aun me persigue
El ayer
Solo me
Pretende hundir

A ver
Aun oxigeno
Sufiente
Vivir
Para creer
Vale el labrar
Lo que
Uno siente
Expulse este mal
Residente
Aunque a veces
Vuelve cuando
No ando
Muy consciente

Perdí tantas
Tantos creí
Mis amigos
Los regiones
Torcidos
Testigos
La helada
De madrugada
El único abrigo
De eso
Que vuelves
Y tos
Han partido

Perdido
Reencontre
Aquellos latidos
El palpito es
El sonido
La musica
Mis suspiros
Mi musa enloquecida
De tanto
Que me
A sufrido

Que si no se
No me pongo
A predecir
Debo merecer
Arder
Es la fricción
De subir
Aun me desgarra el alma
La falta
De alguno al andar
Aunque lo
Bueno venga
Ninguno de ellos
Van a estar

Lejos están
Los tiempos
De sueños
De cuentos
De amar
Si ninguno
Somos ya
Niños
Todo puede
Empeorar
A hostias
Mi orgullo
Todavía
No lo han
Podido quebrar
El diablo
Me cuadra los puños
Por mi puede
Empezar
A ver

Contra todo
Aguantare
Sé que puedo
Aun con mas
Cicatrices en
Mi piel
Sentimientos
En tromba

Niños soplando
Pompas
Soltandolas
Al compas
De juegos a la comba
Y zapatillas rotas
Ahora es la mota
Un cardio
Que se agota
Mascaras cascadas
Parte el tiempo
Y no derrota
My Frend
Sigo con fé
Para crecer
Sigo cantando
Pà mi gente

Sigo creando
Buen ambiente
Siente
Vente de frente
Vive el presente
Abre tu mente
La vida pasa
En un suspiro
Aspiro el humo
Vivo tranquilo
Si vienen malas
Yo me retiro
Tiempo es cuchillas
El cuerpo el hilo
Mi vida al filo
Suerte que aun tengo
El faro
Que ilumina
Mi camino

Calma y si
Suena la alarma
Es que
Hay algo que
Va mal
Coge impulso
Pega el salto
Ya voy a volar

Vine con
Kalos
Para contar
Mis malos tragos
Los buenos
Lancé los dados
Al azar
Para alcanzar
La mente
El alma
No la fama
Fuma aqui
No hay
Gente de bazar

Reencontre
Aquellos latidos
El palpito
Es el sonido
La musica
Mis suspiros
Explore nuevos
Estilos
Sentimientos
Y sentidos
Siempre
Fiel a lo vivido
Mi corazón es
Pá tu oido
Mi corazón es
Pá tu oido
Tantas que caído
Que lidiado
Me levantado
Sigo vivo
Sueno a tu lado

Contra todo
Aguantare
Sé que puedo
Aun con mas
Cicatrices en
Mi piel
Sentimientos
En tromba

Contra todo
Aguantare
Sé que puedo
Aun con mas
Cicatrices en
Mi piel
Sentimientos
En tromba

Contra todo
Aguantare
Sé que puedo
Aun con mas
Cicatrices en
Mi piel
Sentimientos
En tromba

Contra todo
Aguantare
Sé que puedo
Aun con mas
Cicatrices en
Mi piel
Sentimientos
En tromba

The Bad Weather

Out in the open
He accompanies me
The storm
I follow the moon
Feeds
His reflection
My madness
I don't know
Hincho
Of benzene
The thorax
I'm burning
Road
I always go out
At a good time

Each one with
His tortures
Four seconds
You make me hard
Many as
You here
They cry l
The fish a
His fish tank
That it doesn't matter
That it hurts you
Or if the chest
You get stuck
With the last
Cartridge
I finish the work
And out

Think
I'll be right back
To be
The one who
You were
I was the worst
I don't want anymore
I don't know what you're waiting for
Forward
Prosperas
The funny thing is
When you look
Backwards

That if I don't know
I don't wear
To predict
I must deserve
Burn
It is the friction
Of going up
So Many
That they want
To beat
His figure
They have to sculpt
It still haunts me
The yesterday
Just me
He wants to sink

Let's see...
Still oxygen
Sufiente
Living
To believe
It is worth the tilling
What
One feels
Expel this evil
Resident
Although sometimes
Come back when
I'm not walking
Very aware

I lost so many
So many believed
My friends
The regions
Crooked
Witnesses
The frost
In the early morning
The only coat
Of that
That you're coming back
And cough
They have departed

Lost
Reencountre
Those beats
The heartbeat is
The sound
The music
My sighs
My crazy muse
Of so much
That me
A suffered

That if I don't know
I don't wear
To predict
I must deserve
Burn
It is the friction
Of going up
It still tears my soul apart
The lack
Of someone walking
Although it
Well come on
None of them
They are going to be

They are far away
The times
Of dreams
Of short stories
Of loving
If none
We are already
Children
Everything can
Getting Worse
To hell with
My pride
Still
They have not
Could have gone bankrupt
The devil
It fits my fists
For me it can
Get started
Let's see...

Against everything
I'll hold on
I know that I can
Even with more
Scars on
My skin
Feelings
In tromba

Children blowing
Bubbles
Releasing them
To the compas
From jump rope games
And broken slippers
Now it's the speck
A cardio
That runs out
Masks cascades
Part of the time
And not defeat
My Frend
I continue with faith
To grow
I keep singing
For my people

I keep creating
Good atmosphere
Feel
Come from the front
Live the present
Open your mind
Life happens
In a breath
I suck in the smoke
I live quietly
If bad ones come
I'm retiring
Time is blades
The body the thread
My life on the edge
Luckily I still have
The lighthouse
That illuminates
My way

Calm down and if
The alarm sounds
Is that
There is something that
It's going wrong
Get momentum
Hit the jump
I'm already going to fly

I came with
Kalos
To count
My bad drinks
The good guys
I threw the dice
Random
To achieve
The mind
The soul
Not the fame
Smoke here
There is no
Bazaar people

Reencountre
Those beats
The heartbeat
It's the sound
The music
My sighs
Explore new
Styles
Feelings
And senses
Always
Faithful to the lived
My heart is
Stop your ear
My heart is
Stop your ear
So many that have fallen
What a struggle
I got up
I'm still alive
I'm sleeping next to you

Against everything
I'll hold on
I know that I can
Even with more
Scars on
My skin
Feelings
In tromba

Against everything
I'll hold on
I know that I can
Even with more
Scars on
My skin
Feelings
In tromba

Against everything
I'll hold on
I know that I can
Even with more
Scars on
My skin
Feelings
In tromba

Against everything
I'll hold on
I know that I can
Even with more
Scars on
My skin
Feelings
In tromba