Текст и перевод песни ElGrandeToto - Santa Fe

Santa Fe

Santa Fe, El Grande كنطافيه Marijuana و café, ooh-ooh-ooh
Son طافي ما عندي كينطافيه، لا ماشي compte de fait, ooh-ooh-ooh
Gone away على ميمتي far away بعدني منها البندو ooh-ooh-ooh
ولد البندو ooh-ooh-ooh

Sans domicile شو خابطا أشنو غايدويه؟
Pac-Pac هو لي يدويه
فدربي tchi-tchi, cata, c′est comme ça qu'on vit
Au final كيتسناني نار yeah

I′d rather thank God, yeah
على دارنا وعلى mes gars, yeah
I'd rather thank God, yeah
تا دورو ف jeans وباغي la mañana

ومالي أنا؟ ومالي أنا؟ ومالي أنا؟
عندي passé maladif داز قدام ماقانا
ومالي أنا؟ ومالي أنا؟ ومالي أنا؟ أوه، آه

مزيكا mon aura
واخا تشقوا عظامي ما بين كرمبو كورايا
Fierté, c'est ce qu′on aura
دراري كبروا بحسني ماشي بـ Matt Pokora, yeah

Santa Fe, El Grande كنطافيه Marijuana و café, ooh-ooh-ooh
Son طافي ما عندي كينطافيه، لا ماشي compte de fait, ooh-ooh-ooh
Gone away على ميمتي far away بعدني منها البندو ooh-ooh-ooh
ولد البندو ooh-ooh-ooh

Parapap, parapaparap
Parapap, parapaparap-ap
Parapap, parapaparap
Parapap, parapaparap-ap
Parapap, parapaparap
Parapap, parapaparap-ap
Parapap, parapaparap
Parapap, parapaparap-ap
Parapap

Santa Fe, El Grande كنطافيه Marijuana و café, ooh-ooh-ooh
Son طافي ما عندي كينطافيه، لا ماشي compte de fait, ooh-ooh-ooh
Gone away على ميمتي far away بعدني منها البندو ooh-ooh-ooh
ولد البندو ooh-ooh-ooh

Yeah
Young hermano
بدا بـ mécano
بغاتو bella
بغاها الله يعاونو
طلب sa mano
Padre قال no
فراسو فوضى
سالا Soprano

جنب la côte dans sa poche بريكة deux clock
كونسليو غي بـ des euros فشي enveloppe
Sept heures de mat′ cagoulé et matraque
Procure le mandat قبلتوا كضحكو لعطايا

باسطا بالاك غاندي دابا ديالنا جبد les taros وبدل ديك راية
فوسط la playa دموعي طايحة بلا هوايا كانتفكر عشيري لي غفلني بمضاية
وتا الـ ex لولة لي خلاتني على ما ودابا فين ما ندور نلقاها مورايا
جواني ناقصها شي فاية، خوتي y'a que des vaillants
وديما غا في بيتي فاية كل نهار ça détaille

Santa Fe, El Grande كنطافيه Marijuana و café, ooh-ooh-ooh
Son طافي ما عندي كينطافيه، لا ماشي compte de fait, ooh-ooh-ooh
Gone away على ميمتي far away بعدني منها البندو ooh-ooh-ooh
ولد البندو ooh-ooh-ooh

(Au final كيتسناني نار yeah)

Santa Fe, El Grande كنطافيه Marijuana و café, ooh-ooh-ooh
Son طافي ما عندي كينطافيه، لا ماشي compte de fait, ooh-ooh-ooh
Gone away على ميمتي far away بعدني منها البندو ooh-ooh-ooh
ولد البندو ooh-ooh-ooh

(Au final كيتسناني نار yeah)

Santa Fe

Santa Fe, El Grande rolling up Marijuana and coffee, ooh-ooh-ooh
His light's out, I have no lighter, no it's not a matter of fact, ooh-ooh-ooh
Gone away from my mom, far away, the cop still after me, ooh-ooh-ooh
Son of a gun, ooh-ooh-ooh

Homeless, what's he up to, where's he headed?
Pac-Pac is the one guiding him
In my neighborhood, tchi-tchi, cata, that's how we live
In the end, the fire burns me, yeah

I'd rather thank God, yeah
For our home and my guys, yeah
I'd rather thank God, yeah
Got gold in my jeans and I want the morning

What about me? What about me? What about me?
I have a sick past that went unnoticed
What about me? What about me? What about me? Oh, ah

Music is my aura
Even if you break my bones between Campo and Korea
Pride, that's what we'll have
The kids grew up with my beauty, not with Matt Pokora, yeah

Santa Fe, El Grande rolling up Marijuana and coffee, ooh-ooh-ooh
His light's out, I have no lighter, no it's not a matter of fact, ooh-ooh-ooh
Gone away from my mom, far away, the cop still after me, ooh-ooh-ooh
Son of a gun, ooh-ooh-ooh

Parapap, parapaparap
Parapap, parapaparap-ap
Parapap, parapaparap
Parapap, parapaparap-ap
Parapap, parapaparap
Parapap, parapaparap-ap
Parapap, parapaparap
Parapap, parapaparap-ap
Parapap

Santa Fe, El Grande rolling up Marijuana and coffee, ooh-ooh-ooh
His light's out, I have no lighter, no it's not a matter of fact, ooh-ooh-ooh
Gone away from my mom, far away, the cop still after me, ooh-ooh-ooh
Son of a gun, ooh-ooh-ooh

Yeah
Young hermano
Started as a mechanic
A beauty wanted him
He wants her, may God help him
He asked for her hand
Father said no
His mind is a mess
He ended up like Soprano

Next to the coast, in his pocket, two grand
Council bribed with euros in an envelope
Seven o'clock in the morning, masked and with a baton
Get the warrant before you laugh at the gifts

Pasta, be careful, Gandhi, it's ours now, pull out the taros and change that flag
In the middle of the beach, my tears fall without reason, I remember my friend who left me with a goodbye
And the first ex who left me on a whim, and now wherever I go I find her behind me
Something is missing inside me, my brothers are all brave
And there's always a fire in my house, every day it details

Santa Fe, El Grande rolling up Marijuana and coffee, ooh-ooh-ooh
His light's out, I have no lighter, no it's not a matter of fact, ooh-ooh-ooh
Gone away from my mom, far away, the cop still after me, ooh-ooh-ooh
Son of a gun, ooh-ooh-ooh

(In the end, the fire burns me, yeah)

Santa Fe, El Grande rolling up Marijuana and coffee, ooh-ooh-ooh
His light's out, I have no lighter, no it's not a matter of fact, ooh-ooh-ooh
Gone away from my mom, far away, the cop still after me, ooh-ooh-ooh
Son of a gun, ooh-ooh-ooh

(In the end, the fire burns me, yeah)