Текст и перевод песни Los Payos - Noche Triste

Noche Triste

Noche triste
No me pises joder yo te quise
Una relación es tener igualdad
Yo me vine
Y tú también te viniste
Te lo tomaste a chiste
Ahora cómo te sientes sabiendo qué
Lo que tengo era mucho mas grave
Que la depresión que tú te imaginaste
Si llego a saber que mi vida iba a terminar
Siendo este puto desastre
Me piro a Milwaukee a curarme
Y me voy a jugar a Los Angeles
Si llego a saber que la vida te enseña
Antes de golpearte
Dejo de quejarme
Me agarro los huevos y tiro pa'lante

Si me dejas te lleno de diamantes
Si quieres seremos un día amantes
Si quieres quedamos un día antes
Que se nos va a hacer tarde
Que el tiempo vuela como un ave
Me declaro culpable
De aquello que hice tú sabes
No quiero romper tus planes
No quiero compartirte con nadie

Ven! Yo no tengo Vans
Yo no tengo fans
Yo no tengo chainz
Y me siento bien, bien, bien
Okey!
Yo no tengo Xanxs
Yo solo a mi gnvg
San Miguel y al Miguel
Chico bang, bang, bang
No lo ven, somos X men
4 como Plein, y la play
Pero sólo este es mi game
Es mi game, game, game
De mí gang, gang, gang
Es mi game game game
De mi gang gang gang gang

Así que bang, bang, bang
Chica ven, ven, ven
Se mí BM, BM, BM
Yo tú bombón
Bonaparte conquistando
Chico boom, boom, boom
Toda españa como estopa
Con el run, run, run

Bad night, fakes, right
Sad night, hate night
Day&night, on my mind, ey
Bad night, fakes, right
Sad night, hate night
Day&night, on my mind, ey

De mí ya se hablaba con 16
Maleaba en la city con Jokin
Perdido en la calle
Buscado en la red
Con síndrome Hikikomori
Llevo tantas horas que ya ni sé
Encerrado como un hippie con molly
Tiro a la calle, me echan la red
No paro en la bici con money
No paro en la bici con money

Gang, Gang, Gang!
Así que bang, bang, bang
Chica ven, ven, ven
Se mí BM, BM, BM
Yo tú bombón
Bonaparte conquistando
Chico boom, boom, boom
Toda españa como estopa
Con el run, run, run

Bad night, fakes, right
Sad night, hate night
Day&night, on my mind, ey
Bad night, fakes, right
Sad night, hate night
Day&night, on my mind, ey

Si llego a saber que mi vida iba a terminar
Siendo este puto desastre
Me piro a Milwaukee a curarme
Y me voy a jugar a Los Angeles
Si llego a saber que la vida te enseña
Antes de golpearte
Dejo de quejarme
Me agarro los huevos y tiro pa'lante

Sad Night

Sad night
Don't step on me, asshole, I loved you
A relationship is about equality
I came
And you came too
You took it as a joke
Now how do you feel knowing what
What I had was much more serious
Than the depression you imagined
If I had known that my life was going to end
Being this fucking disaster
I'll go to Milwaukee to heal
And I'll go play in Los Angeles
If I had known that life teaches you
Before hitting you
I'll stop complaining
I'll grab my balls and move forward

If you leave me, I'll fill you with diamonds
If you want we'll be lovers one day
If you want we'll meet one day before
That we're going to be late
That time flies like a bird
I plead guilty
Of what I did, you know
I don't want to break your plans
I don't want to share you with anyone

Come on! I don't have Vans
I don't have fans
I don't have chains
And I'm feeling good, good, good
Okay!
I don't have Xanax
I only to my gnvg
San Miguel and Miguel
Guy bang, bang, bang
They don't see it, we're X-men
4 like Plein, and the play
But only this is my game
It's my game, game, game
Of my gang, gang, gang
It's my game game game
Of my gang gang gang gang

So bang, bang, bang
Girl come, come, come
Be my BM, BM, BM
I'm your candy
Bonaparte conquering
Guy boom, boom, boom
All of Spain like Estopa
With the run, run, run

Bad night, fakes, right
Sad night, hate night
Day and night, on my mind, hey
Bad night, fakes, right
Sad night, hate night
Day and night, on my mind, hey

People were already talking about me at 16
I used to hang out in the city with Jokin
Lost in the streets
Wanted by the cops
With Hikikomori syndrome
I've been on Reddit for so long that I don't even remember
Locked in like a hippie with molly
I go out, they throw the net at me
I don't stop on the bike with money
I don't stop on the bike with money

Gang, Gang, Gang!
So bang, bang, bang
Girl come, come, come
Be my BM, BM, BM
I'm your candy
Bonaparte conquering
Guy boom, boom, boom
All of Spain like Estopa
With the run, run, run

Bad night, fakes, right
Sad night, hate night
Day and night, on my mind, hey
Bad night, fakes, right
Sad night, hate night
Day and night, on my mind, hey

If I had known that my life was going to end
Being this fucking disaster
I'll go to Milwaukee to heal
And I'll go play in Los Angeles
If I had known that life teaches you
Before hitting you
I'll stop complaining
I'll grab my balls and move forward