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Jenni Rivera - La Chacalosa dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre

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Party girl

They look after me coz`I am a party girl
I know the business I grow up into the big mafia
My father taught me how to sell the best merchandise
When I was 15 years old, they never celebrated my 'quinceañera'
They inherited the business and I earned a lot of money
Cellphone and beeper to look after the business
My father's friends taught me how to shoot
They want me well prepared for be the first to shoot
My gold pistol grips shine.
 
I run the business, I have my drug fields in Jalisco
Laboratory in Sonora, distribution everywhere
My hand don't touch anything, my triumph looks clean
 
I drive only new fancy trucks
I get what I want
I´m honest at work, that's why I don´t trick anybody
 
More than four say, one day they are going to steal from me
Whoever dares to do it, doesn´t know how my people will respond
I´m always with my bodyguards just in case somebody wants to get into a fight with me
Like the nicest mare I am coquette and so conceited
My enemies enjoy my leftovers
There is no man that can handle my freedom and my dens
In the famous 'Pharaoh parral' and highlands
Also at the 'rodeo' too, they know me everywhere
We will see each other, my good friends ¡'cocaine addicts'!
 
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További dalszöveg fordítások

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Logari Companion

Versions: #2
I am coming to you, bringing you with sharp sickles
You just sit on the embankment for me, my dear.
Allow me to serve as i am familiar with harvesting.
You just sit (for the purpose of resting) on the embankment for me, my dear.
 
These dainty hands of yours dear, lest get blisters
Soft and silky hands (of yours) dear, lest get blisters.
Better it be my rough hands that (get) blisters (than yours).
You just on the embankment for me, my love.
Let me serve you, i am familiar with harvesting.
You just sit on the embankment for me.
 
Come, leave the wheat and sing me Tapay*.
Quit worrying about work, sing me Tapay.
You have beauteous appearance, laboring is so unbecoming of you.
You just sit on the embankment for me, dear.
Let me serve you, i am familiar with harvesting.
You just sit on the embankment for me, dear.
 
Let me do the labor, I am Mehran* Logariai*.
Let me do the harvest, I am Mehran Logarai.
You sing along with my Ghazals*.
You just rest on the embankment for me.
Let me serve you as i am familiar with harvesting.
You just sit on the embanking for me.
 

The Dictionary Freestyle

[Oli]
I get more valor with age like Yu-Gi-Oh cards
My flow is on fire, I'm hotter than an oven
Turn up the sound on your headphones, listen to our stories
The MCs are going off the rails, marlinspike
Take your seats, come see the show
You're gonna like it 'till the end, even if you die of an orgasm
You say that you're good, but I have a little bit of doubt
You're so old-fashioned
You don't smoke hookah, you smoke Turkish tobacco
It's not too late to smash the quota
I'm calm, tall, and cold like permafrost
We stay the same and like this until the end
I'm buddies with Le Petit Robert1 and Alain the Great
 
[Chorus]
When we turn up, open up the dictionary
We can rap with any words
You'll get your slap in two minutes, on the clock
Who is it?
Squeezie, Oli, Bigflo
When we turn up, open up the dictionary
We can rap with any words
You'll get your slap in two minutes, on the clock
Who is it?
Squeezie, Oli, Bigflo
 
[Bigflo]
I'm quite calm, I don't do drama
Lying around at home, I make myself an omelet of fungus
To be a rapper is my mission, but pay attention
I avoid 'Fuck your sister', I prefer nictations2
I swing my throwing stars straight at Konoha3
And in my briefs4 I have a really, really big conoid5
You wanna attack me, sit back and think, buddy
Or else your body will spawn heaps of petechias6
Don't be stupid in my crew
You'll be gone soon, there are only good people7
My punchlines have an effect on you like a hit in the stomach
It's a risky call in the shovel, I sell records
I'm flying above the game like a giant squirrel
With Squeezie we get a little bit closer to the sun
Protected by the benediction of Alain Rey8
 
[Chorus]
When we turn up, open up the dictionary
We can rap with any words
You'll get your slap in two minutes, on the clock
Who is it?
Squeezie, Oli, Bigflo
When we turn up, open up the dictionary
We can rap with any words
You'll get your slap in two minutes, on the clock
Who is it?
Squeezie, Oli, Bigflo
 
[Squeezie]
Today I leave the shadows to sting you guys, a chigger
You're the chihuahua, I'm the handsome Shiba Inu9, you're phony
I'm as credible as a monk without the hat,
I don't give a fuck
Your songs are just catachresis10
You're touching your noodle5
You talk like a guy that overdoes11 the alcohol
Useless to do speech therapy, don't buy an encyclopedia
Your name's not Alain Rey, you can't test the King
 
[Alain Rey]
I don't wanna die of starvation, of starvation
But I wanna chill, chill with my bros
I don't really like hipsters
I prefer those who say to me, 'Oh bro,
You're my blood, you're my blood'
That might not be a freestyle
But I think that that'll do
 
[Chorus]
When we turn up, open up the dictionary
We can rap with any words
You'll get your slap in two minutes, on the clock
Who is it?
Squeezie, Oli, Bigflo
When we turn up, open up the dictionary
We can rap with any words
You'll get your slap in two minutes, on the clock
Who is it?
Squeezie, Oli, Bigflo
 
  • 1. A French dictionary
  • 2.
    I've become more fashionable, like quinoa
    Discreet, efficient like a shinobiA ninja
  • 3.
  • 4. Underwear
  • Penis
  • 6. Colored spots
  • 7. In his crew
  • 8. Writer(?) of the 'Petit Robert' dictionary
  • 9. (chien)
  • 10. Figures of speech that are wrong and use the wrong words
  • 11. Drinks too much
Si vous voyez une erreur, dites-moi svp.
N'hésitez pas à utiliser mes traductions où vous voulez si vous pensez qu'elles sont assez bien :)
If you see an error, please tell me.
Feel free to use my translations wherever you want to if you think that they're good enough :)
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Fear Reigns

Hunger instills fear and the fear
Of silence runs through the streets
Fear is like a looming threat
If you love, you'll get AIDS
If you smoke, you'll get cancer
If you breath, you'll inhale pollution
If you drink, you'll get into an accident
If you eat, you'll raise your cholesterol
If you talk, you'll lose your job
If you walk, you'll face violence
If you think, you'll feel distressed
If you doubt, you'll go mad
If you feel, you'll be lonely
 
While workers are afraid of losing their job,
The unemployed are afraid of never finding one
And while drivers are afraid to walk
Pedestrians are afraid of getting hit
Democracy is afraid to remember
And language is afraid to speak
Civilians are afraid of the militia
And the militia is afraid of lowering their arms
And weapons are afraid of peace
 
And so fear reigns
While women fear domestic violence
Men fear fearless women
Fear of thieves, fear of the police
Fear of unlocked doors
Of time and no clocks
Of kids with no television
Fear of the night without sleeping pills
And of the morning with no stimulants
Fear of loneliness and fear of crowds
Fear of what was
Fear of what's to come
Fear of death
Fear of life
 

For the skin

[Verse 1]
As you managed to wait.
The way you spoke to her
And as she resisted you
She wanted to defend herself
And it was almost beautiful
To see you both, almost beautiful
Your infinite patience
Her 'no', 'yes', 'not here.
One day it happened
She wanted in your room
And everything went fine
And everything was very tender
But after, as always
It made you feel all peculiar
She washed herself quickly
You knew well how it's but...
 
[Chorus]
What wouldn't you do for the skin?
 
[Verse 2]
Your blood went hot at once
You feel it run
Carry you anywhere
Make you do a bit of everything, unbridled
There, you are in your bed
And the girl is pretty
And after, you talk
And you say 'I have someone';
You sleep under other sheets
For a long time already
That's why you are here
With your blood that sleeps
Under your hands, under your skin;
You blood peaceful finally
Peaceful, him at least
 
[Chorus]
What wouldn't you do for the skin?
 
All of my work is dedicated to Ms Z. G., who is the real counterpart of Beatrice Portinari for me.