Текст и перевод песни Nikone - Vuelves

Vuelves

Vuelves para joderme la vida
Lo dice tu cara gelida palida en ruina
No valio la pena y me lapida
Vivo condenado preocupado escupiria
En este loco mundo
Fuera y en mi asunto
Porque me pregunto por lo poco que no busco
Te juro por todo lo que mas quiero
Que no juge con fuego pero por dentro me quemo
Y luego volvere a pensar...
Si me vino bn o mal
Recuerdos que no encuentran paaz
Son la excusa o no confiesa
Besame y da pesame someteme
Exprime nicotina y medicina en un papel
Peliculas de inflames y uniformes por la calle
Es la fuck police ah one weed tu sabes
Suave suena suena suave
Vuelves para joderme la vida
Conviertes la fruta prohibida
En la mas podrida
Sucia droga dura encarecida
Vivo deprimido en el olvido de esa perdida
Por ti da su sisa
A prisa se pisan droga no avisa
Y como tu perjudica
Y si es borrrica pica perico y es cinica
Yo todo etilico tirao en la clinica
Puro analgesico de curas kilometricas
Tira de la fonica fanatica ridicula
Soñaba y soñaba en cada punto de la brujula
Supura la herida sin animo de tu culpa
Vuelves para joderme la vidaa
Acabada y confundida
Dudas de quien juras y figuras
Que somos dos judas que del mismo aire respiran
Y a lo lejos sale el sol
Vuelo solo hacia el peñon
Donde perdi el hilo que me daba solución
Estoy en la parada equibocado de estacion
Preguntando por el tiempo que se ha llevado un ciclon
No hay decision ninguna ni puya pa vacuna
Lo que mas me quema tarda mas en que consuma
Matame de una y vendeme en la puja
Te hicieron la pua y así acabo la película
Vuelves para joderme la vida

You Come Back

You come back to screw my life up
Your face pale and lifeless says it all
It wasn't worth it and I'm hurt
I live condemned and worried and I would spit
In this crazy world
Away and in my own business
Why do I wonder about the little that I don't want?
I swear to you by all that I hold dear
That I don't play with fire, but inside I'm burning
And then I'll think again...
If it did me good or bad
Memories that find no peace
They're the excuse or it will not confess
Kiss me and pity me, conquer me
Squeeze nicotine and medicine into a paper
Movies of blazes and uniforms in the street
It's the fuck police ah one weed you know
Soft it sounds, soft it sounds
You come back to screw my life up
You turn the forbidden fruit
Into the most rotten
Dirty hard drug treasured
I live depressed in the oblivion of that loss
It's a waste for you
Drugs strike quickly, they don't warn
And they harm you, they harm you like you
And if it's a joke, it stings; you snort cocaine and you're cynical
I'm all alcoholic, wasted in the infirmary
Just an analgesic from miles of cures
Pull on the phone, crazy and ridiculous
I dreamed and I dreamed at every point of the compass
The wound festers without the courage of your guilt
You come back to screw my life up
Finished and confused
You doubt who you swear to and you imagine
That we are two Judahs who breathe the same air
And in the distance the sun rises
I fly solo towards the rock
Where I lost the thread that gave me the solution
I'm at the wrong stop, the wrong station
Asking about the time that a cyclone took
There is no decision, no chance for a cure
What burns me the most takes longer to consume
Kill me now and sell me at the auction
They pricked you and that's how the movie ends
You come back to screw my life up