Текст и перевод песни Santa Salut feat. Adala - Bala Perdida

Bala Perdida

The fucking decks
Eh, yo′
Ah, Santa Salut, Adala
Yo', yo′

Despreocúpate, desengánchate
Si no vivo ahora, nunca viviré
Moldeo mi destino como azúcar glacée
Y diga lo que diga mi carnet, libre moriré

A mí misma no me fallaré, paraules efervescents
Vénen a bolcar-nos deu mil vents
No els veiem tot i que valents
Vigila si ets valent perquè t'eliminen
100 per 100, pacient, deficient
Tinc en blanc la ment

Què cony estic fent?
Com em sento sola entre tanta gent?
Què faig bé i què faig malament?
Com sé si el que faig és suficient?
No sé què és eficient
Observo amb deteniment i trec l'últim alè dèbilment

Uayo, dèbilment, uayo
Uayo, dèbilment
Quan torno del curro
Obro el meu armari, em poso un xandall xulo per sortir pel barri
Passo cada dia per la llibreria
Fins demà Teresa, que tinguis un bon dia

Un cop més a la plaça, veient com la nit passa
Abans fèiem més risa, ara pensem massa
A vegades m′equivoco, li dono massa al coco
Penso massa coses i m′oblido del que toco

Ah, trec el que tinc dins
Fins trobar nous afins amb qui moure'ns i veure′ns les nits i els vins
Ballant nous camins de música immensa, la dansa és molt densa
Quan el cos no pensa, toques l'essència, la lletra m′entra al ventre
Intenta fugir del que ens tempta, mentre
Han posat el barri en venda

Mójate, destápate, quítate el esmalte, haz el arte de darte marte
En un sistema en que cantar puede quemarte, censurar tu arte
I portar-te a l'exili, idíl·lic, què ′lis passa als bambini
Ara tots volen Lamborghini
És víric, és cínic, és crític, és tètric, no és ètic, no és nítid
Difícil escapar del vici (Yo')

Rapeando en la cantina
Con tanto nazi suelto, aquí no hay quien viva
Rimo hasta quedarme sin saliva, sativa es mi rima
Se aproxima con sigilo a la cima
Ya camina, empieza la partida, empieza la estampida
Solo hay una salida, ah
Bala perdida
Bala perdida
Bala perdida
Bala perdida
Ay ay ay
Santa Salut, Adala, atrapa'ns

Lost Bullet

The fucking decks
Eh, yo′
Ah, Santa Salut, Adala
Yo', yo′

Don't worry, let go
If I don´t live now, I never will
I shape my destiny like icing sugar
And whatever my ID card says, I'll die free

I won't let myself down, effervescent words
Come to overturn ten thousand winds on us
We don't see them even though we're brave
Be careful if you're brave because they'll eliminate you
100%, patient, deficient
My mind is blank

What the hell am I doing?
How lonely do I feel among so many people?
What am I doing right and what am I doing wrong?
How do I know if what I'm doing is enough?
I don't know what's efficient
I observe carefully and draw my last breath weakly

Man, weakly, man
Man, weakly
When I come back from work
I open my closet, I put on a cool tracksuits to go out in the neighborhood
I go by the bookstore every day
See you later Teresa, have a good day

Once more to the square, watching the night go by
Before we used to laugh more, now we think too much
Sometimes I make a mistake, I think too much about it
I think too many things and I forget what I'm touching

Ah, I bring out what I have inside
Until I find new kindred spirits to move with and see each other at night and with wine
Dancing new paths of immense music, the dance is very dense
When the body doesn't think, you touch the essence, the lyrics penetrate me
Try to escape from what tempts us, meanwhile
They have put the neighborhood up for sale

Get wet, uncover yourself, remove your nail polish, make art of pounding yourself
In a system where singing can burn you, censor your art
And take you to idyllic exile, what's wrong with the kids
Now they all want Lamborghinis
It's viral, it's cynical, it's critical, it's gloomy, it's not ethical, it's not clean
Hard to escape the vice (Yo')

Rapping in the cafeteria
With so many Nazis out there, there's no one safe
I rhyme until I run out of saliva, sativa is my rhyme
Silently approaching the peak
Walking already, the game starts, the stampede begins
There's only one way out, ah
Lost bullet
Lost bullet
Lost bullet
Lost bullet
Ay ay ay
Santa Salut, Adala, catch us