G.B.W - DEE

Como cada otoño las hojas se caen

Como cada noche ella se va

Como cada dia mi tinta en la pluma

Decora las hojas con letras que abruman

Quiero estar con ella pero ella se esfuma

Es solo una puta que esta donde fuman

Detrás del cristal

Miro su figura

Acaricio su cuerpo

Siento su textura

Respiro su esencia y bebo una cuba

Inhalo despacio y exhalo sin culpa

La observo elevarse y perderse en la luna

Miro las estrellas y me hago preguntas

No tengo respuestas

Se burlan mis dudas

Ya no pierdo el tiempo

Y hoy hablo con Buda

El fuego lo invoca

El incienso me ayuda

Ah encontrar la calma observando la lluvia

Yo hoy sali muy lejos

Muy lejos

Solo en busca de ella

Solo en busca de ella

Llege ya muy tarde pero vengo con ella

Su aroma exquisito se impregna en mis prendas

Si no la conoces es dificil que entiendas

El gusto de verla, olerla, tenerla

Sacarlo del ziploc, cartera o vela

Lo meto en mis sábanas

Y no son de seda

Weed panteonera

Weed de primera

Cannabinoides viajando en mis venas

Yo viajo tan lejos

Estando tan cerca

Un ¼ de hierba

Es un cuarto con niebla

Si el humo molesta

Me importa una mierda

Derecho con trago

Un toque a la izquierda

Sin chamba sin vieja

Me importa una verga

Mantengo la calma si

Aun tengo yesca

Pongo en el refri

Me gusta fresca

Ruls de fresa, canela o menta

Me enciendo despacio

Escucho un pieza

Fumo sin prisa

Lo vuelvo ceniza

Estrés se resbala y ya tengo sonrisa

Viajo a lo grande y no tengo visa

Like every autumn the leaves fall

like every night she leaves

Like every day my ink in the pen

Decorate the sheets with letters that overwhelm

I want to be with her but she vanishes

She's just a whore that's where they smoke

Behind the glass

I look at his figure

I caress her body

I feel its texture

I breathe her essence from her and drink a vat

I breathe in slow and I breathe out without guilt

I watch her rise and get lost in the moon

I look at the stars and I ask myself questions

I do not have answers

They mock my doubts

I no longer waste time

And today I talk to Buddha

The fire summons him

The incense helps me

Ah find calm watching the rain

I went very far today

Very far

just looking for her

just looking for her

I'm already very late but I come with her

Her exquisite aroma of her permeates my clothes

If you don't know it, it's hard for you to understand

The pleasure of seeing her, smelling her, having her

Take it out of the ziploc, bag or candle

I put it in my sheets

And they're not silk

Pantheon Weed

prime weed

Cannabinoids traveling in my veins

I travel so far

being so close

a ¼ grass

It's a foggy room

If the smoke bothers

I don't give a fuck

straight with drink

One tap to the left

without job without old

I don't give a damn

I keep calm yeah

I still have tinder

I put in the fridge

I like it fresh

Strawberry, cinnamon or mint ruls

I light up slow

I hear a piece

I smoke slowly

I turn it to ash

Stress slips and I already have a smile

I travel big and I don't have a visa