Текст и перевод песни Nikone - Blanco y Negro (Live Band Version)

Blanco y Negro (Live Band Version)

Pido que me pueda perdonar,
Porque lo que no busqué es hacer sufrir,
Juzga como si supieras que lo que hago,
No se que conlleva que me lleva casi a no escribir.
Pero decenas de temas guardo en un cajón,
Bajo llave que jamás verán luz del sol,
No sé que se esperan si no encuentran el sentido,
Porque existe el di preocupación.

Blanco y negro, no ven el color,
Yo sacando lo bueno al error,
Porque no quiero parar,
No tengo tiempo que perder,
Debo hacer, desbordar, devolver,
Lo que madre o mi padre me dió,
No fué la fé ni Dios que me hizo ver,
Porque seguir detrás del disfraz del dolor,
Pero salgo y solo veo gente que miente.

Blanco y negro no ven el color,
Yo sacando lo bueno al error,
Porque no quiero parar,
No tengo tiempo que perder,
Debo hacer, desbordar, devolver.
Lo que madre o mi padre me dió,
No fué la fé ni Dios que me hizo ver,
Porque sé seguí detrás del disfraz del dolor...

Pero salgo y solo veo gente que no se a qué aspira,
Otros que me miran y opinan,
Apilan odio yo al folio solo solia hacerlo cuando escribia,
Quiero alejarme del rap, y aunque rabia me daría,
Daría lo que fuera por encontrar sentido a esta vida,
Porque vivir así pa mi no es vida,
Digan lo que digan, no coincido con la mayoria,
Prefiero ir tan solo con el solo de guitarra,
De Eric Clapton, Jimmy Page y es que no veis lo que Diego decía.
Me sorprendió al oir como nombraría,
Por el nombre de Nikone refiriendose aquel día,
Lo que más me jode es que más de uno de toda la familia
Solo se preocupa por ocupar la primera fila,
Y luego encima piden foto,
Dicen que me cuide un poco,
Se la sudo, pero me hago el loco,
Trato de hacerlo, explicarlo,
Pero ellos no pueden verlo,
Piden si puedo firmarlo,
Más tonto yo por hacerlo,
Voy a David cuandro podré llamarlo,
Sin la intención de preguntar ni una sola vez por Diego,
Entonces es cuando me siento y pienso en todo lo cambiado,
Pero pa mí no ha cambiado, papa si lo veo no lo creo.

Blanco y negro, no ven el color,
Yo sacando lo bueno al error,
Porque no quiero parar,
No tengo tiempo que perder,
Debo hacer, desbordar, devolver.
Lo que madre o mi padre me dió,
No fué la fé ni Dios que me hizo ver,
Porque seguir detrás del disfraz del dolor.
Pero salgo y sólo veo gente enloqucer.

Blanco y negro, no ven el color,
Yo sacando lo bueno al error,
Porque no quiero parar,
No tengo tiempo que perder,
Debo hacer, desbordar, devolver.
Lo que madre o mi padre me dió,
No fué la fé ni Dios que me hizo ver,
Porque seguir detrás del disfraz del dolor.

White and Black (Live Band Version)

I ask you to forgive me,
Because what I didn't look for was to make you suffer,
Judge as if you know what I'm doing,
I don't know what it entails that almost leads me not to write.
But I keep dozens of songs in a drawer,
Under lock and key that will never see the light of day,
I don't know what they expect if they don't find the point,
Because the concern exists.

White and black, they don't see the color,
I'm bringing out the good in the error,
Because I don't want to stop,
I don't have time to waste,
I must do, overflow, return,
What my mother or father gave me,
It wasn't faith or God that made me see,
Because to follow behind the disguise of pain,
But I go out and only see people who lie.

White and black don't see the color,
I'm bringing out the good in the error,
Because I don't want to stop,
I don't have time to waste,
I must do, overflow, return.
What my mother or father gave me,
It wasn't faith or God that made me see,
Because I know I followed behind the disguise of pain...

But I go out and only see people who don't know what they aspire to,
Others who look at me and judge,
They pile up hatred I only used to do folio when I wrote,
I want to get away from rap, and though it would make me angry,
I would give anything to find meaning in this life,
Because living like this is not life for me,
Whatever they say, I don't agree with the majority,
I prefer to go alone with the guitar solo,
Of Eric Clapton, Jimmy Page and you don't see what Diego was saying.
I was surprised to hear how he would name me,
By the name of Nikone referring to that day,
What bothers me the most is that more than one of the whole family
Only cares about occupying the front row,
And then they even ask for a photo,
They say to take care of myself a little,
I don't give a damn, but I play the fool,
I try to do it, to explain it,
But they can't see it,
They ask if I can sign it,
More fool I for doing it,
I'll go to David when I can call him,
Without any intention of asking about Diego even once,
That's when I sit down and think about all that has changed,
But for me it hasn't changed, if I see it, I don't believe it.

White and black, they don't see the color,
I'm bringing out the good in the error,
Because I don't want to stop,
I don't have time to waste,
I must do, overflow, return.
What my mother or father gave me,
It wasn't faith or God that made me see,
Because to follow behind the disguise of pain.
But I go out and only see people going crazy.

White and black, they don't see the color,
I'm bringing out the good in the error,
Because I don't want to stop,
I don't have time to waste,
I must do, overflow, return.
What my mother or father gave me,
It wasn't faith or God that made me see,
Because to follow behind the disguise of pain.