Текст и перевод песни Gabriel - Realidades Paralelas

Realidades Paralelas

Reflexiona sobre el tiempo que nos queda,
La vida es fácil, trabaja o ve a la escuela,
No guardes tiempo, sé un buen currela,
El sistema tranquilo y esa es la novela.

Realidades paralelas,
Muertes, daño, violencia en las favelas,
Hasta en tu barrio, primo no te enteras,
Niños chicos consumidos por las fieras

Realidades paralelas,
Muertes, daño, violencia en las favelas,
Hasta en tu barrio, primo no te enteras,
Niños chicos consumidos por las fieras

Los ángeles no vuelan porque tengan alas,
Es porque su fe les permite sacarlas,
Buscando honradez entre caras largas,
Parece Bird Box, todos ciegos entre vendas

El espíritu ya ofrece su ofrenda,
La similitud de esos rappers con mi alfombra
Los seres humanos reviviendo las historias,
Y yo pensando en acabar esta puta tragedia

Yendo hacia atrás, ves que nada avanza,
Pierdes la felicidad y también la esperanza
La rabia contenida dentro de un pañuelo
Las ojeras de mi cara llegando hasta el suelo

Sangro tinta,
Y pinto las paredes,
No vale que vuelvas
A decirme que me quieres

Si ni tú lo crees,
Caes en tus propias redes,
El privilegio de la duda
Tú misma te cedes

Los que abogan por justicia
Son unos percebes,
Si gobierna la avaricia,
Se cargan las plebes

Fúmate la chusta
Que solito tu te mueres,
Quieren que estés calladito
Que no les molestes

Dentro de unos años
Todo será pasto,
Dejen el móvil y las redes
Es un malgasto

Con tanta mala noticia,
Ya no doy a basto,
Lo poco que me hacia
Sonreír hoy es nefasto

Realidades paralelas,
Muertes, daño, violencia en las favelas,
Hasta en tu barrio, primo no te enteras
Niños chicos consumidos por las fieras

La vida es corta,
La pena es larga
El odio engorda,
Y el amor salva

La gente engaña
Y nada cambia
Tan sólo quiero poder
Pasar un día en calma

Parallel Realities

Think about the time we have left,
Life is easy, work or go to school,
Don't save time, be a good worker,
The system is calm and that's the novel.

Parallel realities,
Deaths, damage, violence in the favelas,
Even in your neighborhood, you don't know, primo,
Little kids devoured by the beasts

Parallel realities,
Deaths, damage, violence in the favelas,
Even in your neighborhood, you don't know, primo,
Little kids devoured by the beasts

Angels don't fly because they have wings,
It's because their faith allows them to take them out,
Seeking honesty among long faces,
It seems like Bird Box, everyone blindfolded

The spirit already offers its offering,
The similarity of those rappers to my rug
Human beings reliving the stories,
And I'm thinking about ending this damn tragedy

Going back, you see that nothing advances,
You lose happiness and also hope
Contained rage inside a handkerchief
The dark circles under my eyes reaching the floor

I bleed ink,
And I paint the walls,
It's no use you coming back
To tell me you love me

If you don't even believe it,
You fall into your own traps,
The privilege of doubt
You give yourself

Those who advocate for justice
Are barnacles,
If greed reigns,
They take care of the common people

Smoke the junk
That you die alone,
They want you to be quiet
Don't bother them

In a few years
Everything will be gone,
Leave your phone and social media
It's a waste

With so much bad news,
I can't handle it anymore,
The little things that made me
Smile today are disastrous

Parallel realities,
Deaths, damage, violence in the favelas,
Even in your neighborhood, you don't know, primo,
Little kids devoured by the beasts

Life is short,
The pain is long
Hatred makes you fat,
And love saves

People deceive
And nothing changes
I just want to be able to
Spend a day in peace