LA VIDA, Pascal Morel

Nada mas

Una vez mas amor
La vida suena lo quita
Si me apartas tu vida yo moriré
Tu mano fue volando de mis besos al noche
En mi todo ese fuego se repite

Nada mas
Oh la la la la la, la vida
Oh la la la la la, nada mas...

Yo me perdi de noche
En la sombra del desierto
Porque la vida pega como lagrimas
El dolor sube y baja como une sueño cansado
Nadie recogera mi corazon de llanto

Oh la la la la la, la vida
Oh la la la la la, nada mas...

Traduction

Rien de plus

Une fois de plus mon amour
La vie sonne et sépare
Si tu m'éloignes de ta vie, je mourrai
Ta main volait entre mes baisers la nuit
En moi ce feu se répète

Rien de plus
Oh la la la la la, la vie
Oh la la la la la, rien de plus...

Je me suis perdu cette nuit
Dans l'ombre du désert
Car la vie frappe comme des larmes
La douleur monte et descend comme un rêve fatigué
Personne ne récupèrera mon cœur en pleurs

Oh la la la la la, la vie
Oh la la la la la, rien de plus...

Last Days

Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Chomsky

(chorus)
We leaving in Last Days
What you seeing is last days

We leaving in Last Days
What you seeing is last days

A generation of lost MC's with no substance in rhymes
Telling me I'm hating, need to change with the times.
Friends telling me to dumb down lines, we can't find our own identity here in Caroline.
If you can't be them, join them, ain't that the saying bro ?
No !
I rather bore them with a Ill ass flow.

Take the next man's creative ability for my own jam and smother mines
Well I'll be Damned
If you want to know how life is check out the music.
It's like vinyl siding replace bricks.

Legends who been rhyming now use bullshit to crutch
so they're own hands keep they're own career's in a clutch.
Radio I listen not much, minds it never touch, only ass and cash
Here today and then they gone fast.
All you hear is nigga's run up in your home.
Tie your fam up and then they taking all that you own.

Steel up in your face like man give it up,
but if you broke as they are you still getting shot up.
I can't find a J-O-B to feed my family
Pray to G-O-D then I grad the M-I-C.

From hurricanes to strong winds and rain
To the once promising brother who change to a nigga brain.
Petifiles walk around on playgrounds and schools
Bobbie trapping kids with candy, but need a blood pool.

Give me a book, some faith, and ah inner look.
Bless my soul, I attend rock shows.
Man flipped out and killed his coworkers, turn the gun on himself and said he's beyond help.
Mother strangled her kids and put them in the trunk.
Where's the love at and athletes stay drunk.
Gas price sky high
I wonder why ?
Is it my turn or your turn to die.

Yo out the question I'm the fire that's burning down to the maze
God witness cause I see all the last days
I'm intelligent wise, I keep it in surprise
It ain't my turn, it's your turn to die nigga
(repeat)

We living in Last Days