Текст и перевод песни Rayden - Haciendo Cuentas

Haciendo Cuentas

Cansado de ceros que se hacen a un lado
Que te siguen o pierdes valor
De los unos que están enfrentados
Buscando la "M" de quién es mejor
De ese dos que no sabe estar solo
Y se besa con todos buscando calor
De los treses peleados que hasta que no se hacen un ocho no se dan valor
De los cuatros que se dan la espalda
Formando una flecha hecha de rencor
Que haya cinco sentidos
Y luego haya quién no los sienta no tiene perdón
De los seises que dicen ser nueves
Según les conviene, según la ocasión
Y perder por querer siete vidas jugando contigo al gato y al ratón

Si sabes contar no cuentes conmigo
Si no vas a cumplir lo prometido
Que ya me cansé de ser negativo
De tus números y de hacer el primo

Cansado del cuerpo diez, que te pone a cien
Y te deja la cuenta a cero
Cada dos por tres
Y de que esta vez van a sacarte los cuartos luego
De perfectos que hablan con segundas
Y de quintas que hablan de primeros
De los ochos tumbados que van de infinitos
Se tumban y no dan el pego
De "te quieros" a medias con miedos
Dame un décimo y juego a los ciegos
A ver si reparo y pago el desperfecto que quise
Y puse el corazón a terceros
Del que come una y cuenta veinte
O ninguna, aunque invente
Si no sumas, capicúa
Si no restas, somos gente

Si sabes contar, no cuentes conmigo
Si no vas a cumplir lo prometido
Que ya me cansé de ser negativo
De tus números y hacer el primo
Si sabes contar, no cuentes conmigo
Que ya me cansé de ser negativo
Yo siempre fui de contar con los dedos
Y me corto uno antes que caer de nuevo

Harto de cambios de tercio
Que ya no obtengo ni el resto
Quise ver dividendos y quedé descompuesto
Contigo jugué a los ciegos
Hasta que vi como eras
Pensé que tocaría el gordo
Y al irte fue la perrera

Si sabes contar, no cuentes conmigo jamás
Más que echarte de menos voy a echarte de más
Te di mi corazón partiéndolo por la mitad
Ahí sin medios, sin cuartos, sin na' de na'

Counting

Tired of zeroes that fade away
That follow you, or you lose value
Of the ones who are facing each other
Searching for the "M" of who is better
Of that two that does not know how to be alone
And kisses everyone looking for warmth
Of the fighting threes that until they become an eight they don't give themselves value
Of the fours that turn their backs
Forming an arrow made of resentment
That there are five senses
And then there are those who don't feel them have no forgiveness
Of the sixes that say they are nines
As it suits them, as the occasion arises
And to lose by wanting seven lives playing cat and mouse with you

If you know how to count, don't count on me
If you are not going to fulfill what you promised
That I have already tired of being negative
Of your numbers and playing the fool

Tired of body ten, which puts you at a hundred
And leaves you with a zero balance
Every now and then
And that this time they are going to take your money away
Of the perfects who speak with ulterior motives
And of fifths who speak of firsts
Of the lying eights that go as infinite
They lie down and don't fool anyone
Of "I love you" halfway with fears
Give me a tenth and I'll play blind man's buff
To see if I repair and pay the damage that I wanted
And I put my heart in third parties
Of the one who eats one and counts twenty
Or none, although he invents
If you don't add up, palindrome
If you don't subtract, we are people

If you know how to count, don't count on me
If you are not going to fulfill what you promised
That I have already tired of being negative
Of your numbers and playing the fool
If you know how to count, don't count on me
That I have already tired of being negative
I always used to count with my fingers
And I'll cut off one before falling again

Sick of change of subject
That I don't even get the rest
I wanted to see dividends and I was upset
I played blind man's buff with you
Until I saw how you were
I thought I would hit the jackpot
And when you left it was the pound

If you know how to count, don't ever count on me
More than missing you I'm going to miss you more
I gave you my heart by splitting it in half
There without means, without quarters, without anything