Текст и перевод песни XXL Irione - Intro
Buenas
Noches,
Good
evening,
Prrraa
Dear
Siempre
Dije
Que
Era
Un
Emfermo,
Psiquiatrico,
Gritando
A
Los
Cuatro
Vientos
I've
always
said
that
I
was
sick,
psychiatric,
screaming
to
the
four
winds
Mi
Emfermedad
Es
Por
Ver
Tanta
Maldad
Que
Se
Respira
En
El
Pavimento
My
illness
is
from
seeing
so
much
evil
that
is
breathed
in
the
pavement
No
Es
Mi
verdad
Esta
Es
La
Verdad,
It's
not
my
truth,
this
is
the
truth,
De
No
Ser
Nada
A
Ser
Algo
Hay
Un
Paso
El
Sacrificio
El
Oficio
De
Ser
Poeta
Del
cementerio
de
mis
recuerdos
From
being
nothing
to
being
something,
there
is
a
step,
the
sacrifice,
the
trade
of
being
a
poet
from
the
cemetery
of
my
memories
El
intentar
estar
Cuerdo
Cuando
el
Mundo
en
curda
Quiero
Ser
El
bueno
Y
termino
Siendo
Veneno
Exterminando
A
La
Poblacion
Trying
to
be
sane
when
the
world
is
drunk,
I
want
to
be
good
and
I
end
up
being
poison,
exterminating
the
population
De
Un
Genero
Que
No
existe
Me
Insisten
Que
Yo
Sea
Uno
Mas
De
Ellos
Pero
No
Puedo
Yo
No
Soy
Como
Ellos
Of
a
genre
that
does
not
exist,
they
insist
that
I
be
one
more
of
them,
but
I
can't,
I'm
not
like
them
Soy
Preso
De
Una
Fama
Que
No
Vivo
Soy
Muerto
en
El
Pais
De
Los
Vivos
I
am
a
prisoner
of
a
fame
that
I
do
not
live,
I
am
dead
in
the
land
of
the
living
Quiero
Ser
Feliz
y
Todos
Me
Apuntan
A
Mi
Jamas
Me
Catalooge
en
Si
ese
Titulo
Te
Lo
Da
Gente
Es
Evidente
Nunca
Se
Dieron
Cuenta
Yo
No
Soy
de
Un
Barrio
I
want
to
be
happy
and
everyone
points
at
me,
I
never
cataloged
myself,
if
that
title
is
given
to
you
by
people,
it
is
evident
they
never
realized
that
I
am
not
from
a
neighborhood
Yo
Soy
De
Todos
Desde
Los
16
Que
Vivo
Solo
Porque
Naci
Solo
Y
Adentro
de
Mi
Pecho
siempre
Estube
Solo
I
am
from
everywhere,
since
I
was
16
I
have
lived
alone
because
I
was
born
alone
and
inside
my
chest
I
have
always
been
alone
Temblando
Atras
De
Un
Escenario
Gente
Dense
Cuenta
No
Soy
Un
ejemplo
Soy
Un
Templo
Trembling
behind
a
stage,
people,
realize
that
I
am
not
an
example,
I
am
a
temple
Bienvenidos
ala
religion
irionera
Bienvenidos
donde
todo
emfermo
de
amor
se
suicida
Con
Las
Rimas
de
Otro
emfermo
de
Amor
Welcome
to
the
Irionian
religion,
welcome
where
every
sick
with
love
commits
suicide
with
the
rhymes
of
another
sick
with
love
Y
Asi
viene
La
Historia
si
Me
Odia
Tiren
eEeh
Pero
No
Lo
Pienzen
Disparen,
Ni
Me
Avisen
Eeh
Saquen
el
Alma
De
Esta
Carcel
De
Cuerpo
que
Me
Dieron
And
so
the
story
comes,
if
you
hate
me,
shoot,
but
don't
think
about
it,
shoot,
don't
even
tell
me,
take
the
soul
out
of
this
prison
of
a
body
that
they
gave
me
Mi
Musica
ya
No
me
Pertenece
Desde
Los
13
Que
Estoy
en
esto
Pese
A
quien
Le
Pese
Si
Mi
Rap
no
Te
Convence
Es
porque
Mi
vida
No
Te
Convence.
My
music
no
longer
belongs
to
me,
since
I
was
13
I've
been
in
this,
despite
whoever
it
may
concern,
if
my
rap
doesn't
convince
you,
it's
because
my
life
doesn't
convince
you.
Yo
se
Lo
Que
Escribo
Mi
Multiples
personalidades
son
Las
Caritas
De
Cada
Uno
De
Ustedes
Nadie
daba
Un
Peso
Por
mii
I
know
what
I
write,
my
multiple
personalities
are
the
faces
of
each
one
of
you,
no
one
gave
a
dime
for
me
Ahora
ahi
Dos
Bandos
Los
Que
Me
Aman
y
Los
Que
Me
Aman
Aun
Mas
Aunque
Algunos
Prefieran
Llamarlo
Envidia,
Now
there
are
two
sides,
those
who
love
me
and
those
who
love
me
even
more,
although
some
prefer
to
call
it
envy,
Y
cuando
El
Profesor
Habla
Pachas
Escucha
Y
Se
Calla
La
Boca
And
when
the
professor
speaks,
lay
down
your
arms
and
shut
your
mouth
Hace
16
Años
Vengo
con
Esto,
y
Me
Dicen
Creido
Creido
No
sacan
Las
Chapas
Donde
La
Tienen
Que
Sacar
Y
es
Arriba
De
Las
Tablas,
16
years
ago
I
came
with
this,
and
they
call
me
arrogant,
arrogant,
they
don't
put
their
words
where
they
put
their
guts,
which
is
on
the
stage,
Maleducado
Callese
La
Boca
Y
escuche,
Estense
Manzo
Eeh.
Rude,
shut
up
and
listen,
be
tame.
Prraaa
Esto
No
Es
Un
Libreto
Esta
Es
La
realidad
Amigo,
Te
Duele?
A
mi
Me
Duele
Mas
La
falta
De
Respecto,
prrraa
Dear,
this
is
not
a
script,
this
is
reality,
does
it
hurt
you?
It
hurts
me
more
the
lack
of
respect,
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