Más Allá del Fin - Elio Toffana, Dano
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Más Allá del Fin - Elio Toffana, Dano

Год
2016
Язык
`Spanish`
Длительность
249570

Below is the lyrics of the song Más Allá del Fin , artist - Elio Toffana, Dano with translation

Lyrics " Más Allá del Fin "

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Más Allá del Fin

Elio Toffana, Dano

Оригинальный текст

Esculpido en el aire, trata de esnifarme

Cultura de calle más el valor del arte

Basura y Don Nadies, usura

Judíos disfrazados de frailes

Un burka y sus bailes

Bifurca habitantes, por culpa de instantes

Que nunca captaste, renuncia a esos lastres

Que tú camuflaste, y anuncia tus frases

Con furcias triunfaste, vergüenza en tu mástil

Tu rima tan fácil, la mía no entienden pero

Revive a tu mártir con joyas de marfil

Más allá del fin, mensaje a los muertos

Sin pantalla táctil

Esfuerzos en cuerpos flotando en el Támesis

Pregunta a Spike Lee si quería su pan así

Me rondan las moscas que dibujaba Dalí

Mi Carmina Burana es la heroína en Madrid, ¿A que sí?

Yo te plasmo mi imagen, te toca redefinir

C’est fini, c’est fini, túmbate junto a mí

Con un falso homenaje a un político recibí

C’est fini, c’est fini, pobrecito de ti

Todo el puto dominó cayó al tumbar la pieza

La ignorancia arrebató los éxitos a mi nobleza

Y yo me puse a rezar, Acqua Toffana

Veneno espiritual, no faltará en el altar

Camina tenso, el ambiente no es tranquilo

Sus ojos negros son piedras de zafiro

Respira hondo y acepta el desafío

Las manos en el North Face, ya no le afecta el frío y piensa:

Kill, kill, kill

Murda', murda', murda'

Kill, kill, kill

Murda', murda', murda'

Kill, kill, kill

Murda', murda', murda'

Kill, kill, kill

Murda', murda', murda'

Recuerdo a Josito Saif

Que de pequeño me enseñó a cargar un sub-fusil

Muchos no creerían lo que vi

Sexo con la más sexy actriz

Brote psicótico en una tarde gris

Soñé las rimas que después escribí

Recordando la pistola que dejé a los DDP

Dispararon a mi hermano Dano, y en coma

El mérito de un médico lo salvó, no es broma

¡Esto es así!

¿Te acuerdas lo que te iba a decir?

Es imposible, no me digas que sí

Abandoné a mi gente por un final feliz

Hubiera preferido tener la Glock de Killer B

Y hacerlo sencillo, apretar el gatillo y esperar a morir

Te da el amarillo al pensar en tú y yo, es comenzar a sufrir

Una sonrisa maligna, la dignidad de mentir

Camina tenso, el ambiente no es tranquilo

Sus ojos negros son piedras de zafiro

Respira hondo y acepta el desafío

Las manos en el North Face, ya no le afecta el frío y piensa:

Kill, kill, kill

Murda', murda', murda'

Kill, kill, kill

Murda', murda', murda'

Kill, kill, kill

Murda', murda', murda'

Kill, kill, kill

Murda', murda', murda'

(Murda', murda', murda'

Murda', murda', murda'

Murda', murda', murda'

Kill, kill, kill

Murda', murda', murda')

(Murda', murda', murda'

Murda', murda', murda'

Murda', murda', murda'

Kill, kill, kill

Murda', murda', murda')

(Ah, yo) Esto es así ¿Te acuerdas lo que te iba a decir?

(Ah, ah) Esto es así ¿Te acuerdas lo que te iba a decir?

(Ah, ah) Esto es así ¿Te acuerdas lo que te iba a decir?

(Ah, ah) Esto es así ¿Te acuerdas lo que te iba a decir?

(Ah, ah) Esto es así ¿Te acuerdas lo que te iba a decir?

(Ah, ah) Esto es así ¿Te acuerdas lo que te iba a decir?

(Ah, ah) Esto es así ¿Te acuerdas lo que te iba a decir?

(Ah, ah) Esto es así ¿Te acuerdas lo que te iba a decir?

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Carved in the air, try to snort me

Street culture plus the value of art

Trash and Nobody, usury

Jews disguised as friars

A burqa and its dances

Bifurcates inhabitants, because of moments

That you never caught, give up those ballasts

That you camouflaged, and announce your phrases

With whores you triumphed, shame on your mast

Your rhyme so easy, they don't understand mine but

Revive your martyr with ivory jewels

Beyond the end, message to the dead

no touch screen

Efforts in bodies floating in the Thames

Ask Spike Lee if he wanted his bread from him like this

I am haunted by the flies that Dalí drew

My Carmina Burana is the heroine in Madrid, right?

I give you my image, it's your turn to redefine

C'est fini, c'est fini, lie down next to me

With a false tribute to a politician I received

C'est fini, c'est fini, poor thing about you

The whole fucking domino fell when the piece was knocked over

Ignorance snatched successes from my nobility

And I began to pray, Acqua Toffana

Spiritual poison, it will not be missing on the altar

Walk tense, the atmosphere is not calm

Her black eyes are sapphire stones

Take a deep breath and accept the challenge

His hands on the North Face, the cold no longer affects him and he thinks:

Kill, kill, kill

Murda', murda', murda'

Kill, kill, kill

Murda', murda', murda'

Kill, kill, kill

Murda', murda', murda'

Kill, kill, kill

Murda', murda', murda'

I remember Josito Saif

That as a child he taught me to load a sub-machine gun

Many would not believe what I saw

Sex with the sexiest actress

Psychotic break on a gray afternoon

I dreamed the rhymes that I later wrote

Remembering the gun I left to the DDP

My brother Dano was shot, and in a coma

The merit of a doctor saved him, no joke

This is so!

Do you remember what I was going to tell you?

It's impossible, don't tell me yes

I abandoned my people for a happy ending

I would have preferred to have Killer B's Glock

And keep it simple, pull the trigger and wait to die

It turns yellow when you think of you and me, it's starting to suffer

An evil smile, the dignity of lying

Walk tense, the atmosphere is not calm

His black eyes are sapphire stones

Take a deep breath and accept the challenge

His hands on the North Face, the cold no longer affects him and he thinks:

Kill, kill, kill

Murda', murda', murda'

Kill, kill, kill

Murda', murda', murda'

Kill, kill, kill

Murda', murda', murda'

Kill, kill, kill

Murda', murda', murda'

(Murda', murda', murda'

Murda', murda', murda'

Murda', murda', murda'

Kill, kill, kill

Murda', murda', murda')

(Murda', murda', murda'

Murda', murda', murda'

Murda', murda', murda'

Kill, kill, kill

Murda', murda', murda')

(Ah, me) This is so Do you remember what I was going to tell you?

(Ah, ah) This is so. Do you remember what I was going to tell you?

(Ah, ah) This is so. Do you remember what I was going to tell you?

(Ah, ah) This is so. Do you remember what I was going to tell you?

(Ah, ah) This is so. Do you remember what I was going to tell you?

(Ah, ah) This is so. Do you remember what I was going to tell you?

(Ah, ah) This is so. Do you remember what I was going to tell you?

(Ah, ah) This is so. Do you remember what I was going to tell you?

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