Текст и перевод песни Las Ninyas del Corro feat. Moneo - Perdón de Dios

Perdón de Dios

El pibe tenía rasgos que eran como de otro country,
Quiso enseñarme sus armas joven mitsurugi,
Me negué cuando me dió a probar su molly,
Pero me preguntó la hora y se la dije honey.

Me di cuenta tarde, but I smelled the cheese.
Born ready, so, please!
Tienes que caminar para llegar hasta aquí,
"I′ve been in this game for years".

Con lo poco que cuesta entrar y luego salir,
Lo difícil era estar. ¡Quién me lo iba a decir!
Atrapada en la rueda tol' día running,
Si no decides nunca avanzas, y yo siempre loading.

No me cabe el culo en esos Tommy,
Pochas con hambre, mi ganga Slouchy,
Rapeo and "All eyez on me",
Rappers que se ofenden, small dick energy.

We′re in Nothing Hill,
Demasiadas vainas trying to deal with,
It's not been easy, ¡for real!
Hay días que me siento fuera de mi cuerpo, Britney Spears.

"Lamborghini dreams Nissan nightmares"...
Toqué fondo y nueva vida call me Slim, Iceberg,
Armonizando mi equilibrio con la falta de aire,
Son, dolor y ambición a partes iguales.

Wasted talent, the end is closer
Evitando el riesgo anduve en otras cosas,
Solté el freno y 500 millas Daytona
Tantos problemas como dudas con mis lovers.

El cuchillo depende de la mano que elijas,
A mano dura and that's the way I became a killer
... bars dealer,
If I come around, be, better run, rapzilla.

Muchas cosas que nos unen y otras tantas nos separan
Ay honey, ni que fuera cosa mía,
La bala que me apunta es la misma a la que escribía,
La rabia que me pudre es la que yo ya odié en su dia,

No me tomes como ejemplo me cargo la expectativa,
Todo ahora es tan estable que parece de mentira,
Vivo con ansia, le hablo de cosmología,
Paso de Felinna a solo un cuerpo que respira.

Dime quién me repara,
La confianza rota en la raza humana,
Renaciendo muerto cada mañana,
Me llama de vuelta la jungla urbana.

Y me pesan misiles que no tiré,
Yo quise la paz, tú lo sabes bien.
Y aunque aquí no se puede ser bueno,
Uno da lo que uno lleva dentro.

Borracho de anís,
Cruzando en rojo sin mirar
Que me da igual morir
La muerte es tan sólo un estado de ánimo,
Mira a tu alrededor
Cuánto vivo es hijo del pánico.

God's Forgiveness

The guy had features that seemed like they were from another country,
He wanted to show me his weapons, young Mitsurugi,
I refused when he offered me his molly,
But he asked me the time and I told him, honey.

I realized it late, but I smelled the cheese.
Born ready, so, please!
You have to walk to get here,
"I've been in this game for years".

With how little it costs to enter and then leave,
The difficult thing was to stay. Who would have told me!
Trapped in the wheel, running all day,
If you never decide, you never move forward, and I'm always loading.

My ass doesn't fit in those Tommys,
Broke and hungry, my gang is Slouchy,
I rap and "All eyez on me",
Rappers who get offended, small dick energy.

We're in Nothing Hill,
Too many things trying to deal with,
It's not been easy, for real!
There are days when I feel outside of my body, Britney Spears.

"Lamborghini dreams Nissan nightmares"...
I hit rock bottom and new life call me Slim, Iceberg,
Harmonizing my balance with the lack of air,
Son, pain and ambition in equal parts.

Wasted talent, the end is closer
Avoiding the risk I was into other things,
I released the brake and 500 miles Daytona
So many problems as doubts with my lovers.

The knife depends on the hand you choose,
A hard hand and that's the way I became a killer
... bars dealer,
If I come around, be, better run, rapzilla.

Many things that unite us and many others separate us
Oh honey, as if it were my thing,
The bullet that points at me is the same one I used to write to,
The rage that rots me is the one I already hated in its day,

Don't take me as an example, I carry the expectation,
Everything is so stable now that it seems like a lie,
I live with anxiety, I talk to him about cosmology,
I go from Felinna to just a body that breathes.

Tell me who repairs me,
The broken trust in the human race,
Being reborn dead every morning,
The urban jungle calls me back.

And missiles I didn't fire weigh on me,
I wanted peace, you know it well.
And although here you can't be good,
One gives what one carries inside.

Drunk on anise,
Crossing on red without looking
That I don't care if I die
Death is just a state of mind,
Look around you
How much living is a child of panic.