Q T Pires - Pignoise перевод на английский

Q T Pires

Una cortesia de mi mente hacerme recordar
Que vivimos esposados a esta puta sociedad
Desde la mentira todo el engranaje empieza a funcionar,
Demasiado polvo para distinguir la realidad.

¿Y donde estaras mañana al despertar?
Quitate de en medio para no estorbar.

De algun modo somos arte, que no aprovechar...
Debes sostenerte a reglas que jamas comprenderas.
Si con dar la media vuelta crees que todo pasara
Pero si esto te revienta se que debes explotar.

¿Y donde estaras mañana al despertar?
Quitate de en medio para no estorbar.

Dictaras la travesia si quieres escapar,
Si quieres descansar dentro del mar.
Resucitaras un dia y te preguntaras si lo has hecho bien...
O has hecho mal.

Una cortesia de mi mente hacerme recordar
Que vivimos esposados a esta puta sociedad.
Desde la mentira todo el engranaje empieza a funcionar,
Demasiado polvo para distinguir la realidad.

¿Y donde estaras mañana al despertar?
Quitate de en medio para no estorbar.

Dictaras la travesia si quieres escapar,
Si quieres descansar dentro del mar.
Resucitaras un dia y te preguntaras si lo has hecho bien...(bis)
O has hecho mal

Q T Pires

My mind reminds me, as a courtesy,
That we are chained to this fucking society
From the lie, the whole gear starts working,
Too much dust to distinguish reality.

And where will you be when you awake tomorrow?
Get out of the way, so you don't get in the way.

In some way, we are art, that you don't take advantage of...
You must stick to rules that you will never understand.
If you think that everything will pass by turning back,
But if this makes you explode, I know you have to blow up.

And where will you be when you awake tomorrow?
Get out of the way, so you don't get in the way.

You will dictate the journey if you want to escape,
If you want to rest in the sea.
You will be resurrected one day and you will ask yourself if you have done well...
Or have you done badly.

My mind reminds me, as a courtesy,
That we are chained to this fucking society.
From the lie, the whole gear starts working,
Too much dust to distinguish reality.

And where will you be when you awake tomorrow?
Get out of the way, so you don't get in the way.

You will dictate the journey if you want to escape,
If you want to rest in the sea.
You will resurrect yourself one day and ask yourself if you have done well...(again)
Or have you done badly