Текст и перевод песни NACH - Tres Siglas

Tres Siglas

Cookin' Soul
Yeah!
Desde mis primeras frases
Hasta mi último suspiro
R. A. P.
Tres siglas que me han acompañado siempre
Revolución, Actitud, Poesía

R de Revolución, rabia repentina recorre rincones
Rimas resplandecen rompen reglas rematan rencores
Reflexiono, rescato relatos reales
Reacciono rimando, remando retrato realidades
Rivales retroceden resentidos ruedan rígidos
Rapeando resultan ridículos resbalan rendidos
Recibo respeto, respiro represento retos
Revivo resucito recito reventando records
Rappers respaldándome, rappers reclamándome
Ratas rugiendo recelo regresan retándome
Rechazo renunciar resisto, regalo realismo
Relajada rebeldía rígido romanticismo
Ritmos retumban revientan reproductores
Recogo reconocimiento reuniendo renglones
Redacto revelaciones reboso reputación
Realizo RAP, RAP
Rotunda Revolución

R. A. P.
Mi rap son dagas
Vivo el rap rompiendo el ritmo
El micro y yo
Mis rimas son islas, derrocan tu mar de silencio
Resalto que el nivel es alto precaución

A de Actitud, ármate adquiriendo habilidades
Adiéstrate aguantando atravesando adversidades
Atrévete aferrarte al arte hasta asfixiarte
Adversarios ansiaran aniquilarte aparentando amarte
Actúa, asidua, alzar al aire armonía
Asi arrojo artillería anti arpías haciendo alquimia
Anónimo ayer ahora aclamado al aparecer
Acostumbrado a hacer anfiteatros arder
Activo alarmas, acciono armas
Asombro al Atlas, acciones aptas
Alumbran almas apunto a altas aspiraciones
Avanzando hacia avenidas atrayendo admiraciones
Arrincono acusaciones
Atiéndeme, así aprenderás apartar al azar
Acabarás abatido advirtiendo abucheos al abandonar
Aquí andamos adictos a aumentar adictos a acertar
Asediando al hablar alicante asciende al altar

R.A.P.
Mantengo vivo un estilo
Vivo el rap rompiendo el ritmo
El micro y yo
Mis rimas son islas, derrocan tu mar de silencio
Resalto que el nivel es alto precaución

R de Revolución, A de Actitud, P de Poesía

Palabras parecen pesadas pedradas
Pensadas para purificar para pelear
Podré perdurar pintando papeles poniendo pasión
Párrafos producen portentosa precisión
Por petición popular poseo prestigio
Pisé putrefactos pantanos perdido por precipicios
Pero pronto pasé página pude prevenir problemas
Pernoté practiqué prediqué perfectos poemas
Peleles poniendo pegas, pobrecillos
Ponen poses pretendiendo parecer poderosos, pequeños pardillos
Piden paso persiguiendo popularidad
Persistente palabreo, pero poca personalidad
Procuro progresar poniendo pieza por pieza
Preocupándome por propagar proezas
Permaneciendo plenamente puro
Pocos podrían, plasmando percepciones propias profunda poesía

R. A. P.
Bienvenido a mi planeta
Vivo el rap rompiendo el ritmo
El micro y yo
Mis rimas son islas, derrocan tu mar de silencio

Tres siglas

Three Acronyms

Cookin' Soul
Yeah!
From my first phrases
Until my last breath
R. A. P.
Three acronyms that have always accompanied me
Revolution, Attitude, Poetry

R for Revolution, sudden rage runs through corners
Rhymes shine, break rules, finish off grudges
I reflect, I rescue real stories
I react rhyming, rowing real realities
Rivals back off resentful, roll rigid
Rapping they turn out ridiculous, they slip defeated
I receive respect, I breathe, I represent challenges
I relive, I resurrect, I recite breaking records
Rappers backing me up, rappers claiming me
Rats roaring jealousy, come back challenging me
I refuse to give up, I resist, I give realism
Relaxed rebelliousness, rigid romanticism
Rhythms resound, revive players
I gather recognition, gathering lines
I write revelations, overflow reputation
I do RAP, RAP
Resounding Revolution

R. A. P.
My rap is daggers
I live rap breaking the rhythm
The mic and I
My rhymes are islands, they overthrow your sea of silence
I emphasize that the level is high, caution

A for Attitude, arm yourself by acquiring skills
Train yourself by enduring, going through adversities
Dare to cling to art until you suffocate
Adversaries would long to annihilate you pretending to love you
Act, persist, raise harmony into the air
This is how I throw artillery, anti harpies, making alchemy
Anonymous yesterday, now acclaimed on appearing
Used to make amphitheaters burn
Active alarms, I activate weapons
Astonishment to the Atlas, suitable actions
They illuminate souls aiming for high aspirations
Moving towards avenues attracting admiration
I corner accusations
Listen to me, that's how you'll learn to set aside at random
You will end up dejected, noticing boos when you leave
Here we are addicted to increasing addicts to succeed
Besieging to speak, Alicante ascends to the altar

R.A.P.
I keep a style alive
I live rap breaking the rhythm
The mic and I
My rhymes are islands, they overthrow your sea of silence
I emphasize that the level is high, caution

R for Revolution, A for Attitude, P for Poetry

Words seem heavy stones
Designed to purify, to fight
I will be able to endure, painting papers, putting passion
Paragraphs produce portentous precision
By popular demand I have prestige
I stepped on putrid swamps, lost by precipices
But I soon turned the page, I was able to prevent problems
I stayed overnight, I practiced, I preached perfect poems
Puppets putting obstacles, poor things
They pose pretending to look powerful, little fools
They ask for passage pursuing popularity
Persistent gibberish, but little personality
I try to progress by putting piece by piece
Worrying about spreading prowess
Remaining fully pure
Few could, capturing own perceptions, profound poetry

R. A. P.
Welcome to my planet
I live rap breaking the rhythm
The mic and I
My rhymes are islands, they overthrow your sea of silence

Three acronyms