Текст и перевод песни iloveyoubrazzy feat. marcsicko - Tú a Londres y yo a California

Tú a Londres y yo a California

Y tengo putas que me quieren matar (quieren matar)
Me quieren joder (quieren joder)
Me quieren matar

Y no te acuerdas de aquella historia (aquella historia)
Que contesté (que contesté)
Era por marzo y no sentó muy bien

Son las 12 am y no paro de pensar
La cagué lo siento sé que no hice nada bueno pero
A diferencia de otros por lo menos soy sincero
Cuando te conocí a ti no te importaba el dinero

Eran gemelas su hermana a mí me gustó primero
Y la vergüenza que pase cuando vi no era hetero
Salí corriendo me metí en el puto maletero
La misma historia cada año cada puto enero

Te pido perdón
Solo quiero tu voz
En la noche cuando todo va mal

Y tengo putas que me quieren matar (quieren matar)
Me quieren joder (quieren joder)
Me quieren matar

Y no te acuerdas de aquella historia (aquella historia)
Que contesté (que contesté)
Era por marzo y no sentó muy bien

Sé que ya no puedo conquistarte
Que ya no te gusta mi arte
Que tú solo pensabas en darme
Que después no me dejabas ni hablarte

Que le den a todos yo solo confío en mí
Ahora todo el mundo quiere llamarme mi g
Y cuando estaba solo yo tenía que resistir
En el concierto hijo de puta yo me la viví

Cuando me habla solo quiere que le explique yo
Porqué a todo el mundo solo le importa el dinero
Y ese culo rompería un corazón de hielo
Ibamos lento pero baby todo está fluyendo

Te pido perdón
Solo quiero tu voz
En la noche cuando todo va mal

Y tengo putas que me quieren matar (quieren matar)
Me quieren joder (quieren joder)
Me quieren matar

Y no te acuerdas de aquella historia (aquella historia)
Que contesté (que contesté)
Era por marzo y no sentó muy bien

You to London and I to California

And I have bitches who want to kill me (want to kill)
They want to fuck me (want to fuck)
They want to kill me

And you don't remember that story (that story)
That I answered (that I answered)
It was in March and it didn't sit very well

It's 12 am and I can't stop thinking
I messed up I'm sorry I know I didn't do anything good but
Unlike others, at least I'm sincere
When I met you, you didn't care about money

They were twins, I liked her sister first
And the embarrassment I went through when I saw she wasn't straight
I ran out and got into the fucking trunk
The same story every year, every fucking January

I ask for your forgiveness
I just want your voice
At night when everything goes wrong

And I have bitches who want to kill me (want to kill)
They want to fuck me (want to fuck)
They want to kill me

And you don't remember that story (that story)
That I answered (that I answered)
It was in March and it didn't sit very well

I know I can't conquer you anymore
That you don't like my art anymore
That you just wanted to give it to me
That afterwards you wouldn't even let me speak to you

Fuck everyone, I only trust myself
Now everyone wants to call me my g
And when I was alone I had to resist
At the concert, son of a bitch, I lived it up

When she talks to me, she just wants me to explain why
Everyone only cares about money
And that ass would break an icy heart
We were going slow, but baby, everything's flowing

I ask for your forgiveness
I just want your voice
At night when everything goes wrong

And I have bitches who want to kill me (want to kill)
They want to fuck me (want to fuck)
They want to kill me

And you don't remember that story (that story)
That I answered (that I answered)
It was in March and it didn't sit very well