Текст и перевод песни Rapsoda - Sin Mirar Atrás

Sin Mirar Atrás

Camino paso firme, casi al trote.
No miro pa atrás aunque sienta aliento en el cogote
Espera que explote, preparado para el choque.
Tengo todo un lote de respuestas da igual la pregunta que me toque.
Desconfío, soy un loco peligroso
Cuando vas morao de yenga todo el mundo es sospechoso,
Borroso presente, esquivo cada foso.
Hay tantas trampas como mentirosos

No hay temor solo sudor, un escritor, un luchador,
Rap por honor micrófono decoro con tono harcore
¿Sabes qué? me enfrento a mi destino
Derribo tantas puertas a patadas que tengo los pies jodidos,
Pero sigo, rapsoda solo tira la toalla
En la misma playa, siempre dando la talla vaya a donde vaya
No calla si la mecha estalla rara vez se ralla
Para peña que te falla, desde mi atalaya,
Saco la metralla

More fire cultura hip hop manda
Yo y mi banda de parranda peleando como en sanda
Allá va, otra tanda de raperos lo demandan.
Rap farándula habla y dame propaganda
Rapsoda, y Punto De Encuentro haciendo historia
Gloria y guerreros vinculaos por trayectoria,
Movimiento, acción mi misión no ir pa atrás
No avanzáis, demasio pendiente estáis de los demás.
Flu-yo puro adrenalina tu a lo tu-yo
Paso del capu-llo controlo todo en mi cocina
Rápidos púgiles hábiles, rítmicos ágiles, raperos mártires
Sátiros con coraje, con mensaje y con vorágine
Trajine, subiditos con un vuelo efímero
No pueden pensar arriba porque falta el oxígeno
Sin armadura, me preparo pa otro asalto
Nunca miro atrás incauto, cada vez con el listón más alto

Sin mirar atrás del alba al ocaso
Sin mirar atrás aprendo y avanzo
Sin mirar atrás no pierdo mi paso,
Sin mirar atrás los planes repaso

Sin mirar atrás si caigo levanto
Sin mirar atrás apunto más alto
Sin mirar atrás, sin mirar atrás
Sin mirar atrás, sin mirar atrás

Soy un soldado que no acepta ordenes solo consejos.
No peleo por la patria, negocio para viejo
En sus guerras, mueren jóvenes y pobres,
En casa los responsables cuentan pasta de los sobres,
No hay bonanza ni templanza la justicia y su balanza esta trucada,
Se inclina hacia la plata cosa mala.
Sin esperanza miseria avanza y delincuencia lanza
Los ataques da igual a quien alcanza
Entraron a robar en keli y me encontraba adentro,
¿A mi?, solo tengo intimidad cacho de pencos.
Mi puño torno violento se fueron corriendo,
No valgo para presa, acabare mordiendo
Viví en sitios diferentes, fui okupa.
He viajado por el mundo sin un pavo a la aventura,
Sin curro fijo, le he dedicado la vida al rap
No me arrepiento de naa avanzo sin mirar atrás.

Sin mirar atrás del alba al ocaso
Sin mirar atrás aprendo y avanzo
Sin mirar atrás no pierdo mi paso,
Sin mirar atrás los planes repaso

Sin mirar atrás si caigo levanto
Sin mirar atrás apunto más alto
Sin mirar atrás, sin mirar atrás
Sin mirar atrás, sin mirar atrás

Without Looking Back

I walk with a firm step, almost at a trot.
I don't look back even if I feel breath on my neck
Wait for me to explode, ready for the crash.
I have a whole lot of answers, it doesn't matter what question you ask me.
I'm suspicious, I'm a dangerous madman
When you're screwed over, the whole world is suspicious,
Blurry present, I dodge every pitfall.
There are as many traps as there are liars

There's no fear, only sweat, a writer, a fighter,
Rap for honor, microphone decorum with a hardcore tone
You know what? I face my destiny
I kick down so many doors that my feet are fucked up,
But I keep going, Rapsoda only throws in the towel
On the same beach, always measuring up wherever I go
He doesn't shut up if the fuse blows, he rarely gets scratched
For pain that fails you, from my watchtower,
I take out the machine gun

More fire hip hop culture rules
Me and my party gang fighting like in Sanda
There you go, another bunch of rappers are demanding it.
Rap showbiz talk and give me propaganda
Rapsoda, and Punto De Encuentro making history
Glory and warriors linked by trajectory,
Movement, action my mission is not to go back
You're not moving forward, you're too concerned with others.
Flu-yo pure adrenaline you to your thing
I skip the hood-I control everything in my kitchen
Fast, skilled punchers, rhythmic, agile, rapping martyrs
Satyrs with courage, with message and with maelstrom
Hustle, high up with an ephemeral flight
They can't think up there because there's not enough oxygen
Without armor, I prepare for another assault
I never look back, unwary, each time with the bar higher

Without looking back from dawn to dusk
Without looking back I learn and move forward
Without looking back I don't lose my stride,
Without looking back I review my plans

Without looking back if I fall I get up
Without looking back I aim higher
Without looking back, without looking back
Without looking back, without looking back

I'm a soldier who doesn't take orders, only advice.
I don't fight for the homeland, business for the old man
In their wars, young and poor people die,
At home, those responsible count money from envelopes,
There is no peace or temperance, justice and its balance are rigged,
It leans towards the bad thing silver.
Without hope, misery advances and delinquency throws
Attacks no matter who reaches
They broke into Keli's and I was inside,
Me?, I only have privacy, you bunch of jerks.
My fist turned violent they ran away,
I'm not worth prey, I'll end up biting
I've lived in different places, I've been a squatter.
I have traveled the world without a turkey on an adventure,
Without a fixed job, I have dedicated my life to rap
I don't regret anything I move forward without looking back.

Without looking back from dawn to dusk
Without looking back I learn and move forward
Without looking back I don't lose my stride,
Without looking back I review my plans

Without looking back if I fall I get up
Without looking back I aim higher
Without looking back, without looking back
Without looking back, without looking back