08. Cabeldi - Keylor Remix (Lyric Video)
Channel: Cabeldi
Date: 20/09/2018

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Prod. Spyce
Rec and mix by S.E.Q.
Video by Luis Solana
Photo by William Tshimundu

TRANSLATION ( by Cabeldi and Brivid):

Verse:

Life is full of colors although I wear black .
I say faded  “see you soon” and I'm glad . 
I'm about to give the magazine to my in-laws
with the cover of “La Manada” and the wolves .
Pigs!

Let's see their reaction.
To explain the situation,
as serious as a breakdown,  
they will need translation.

Some people are crazy.                   
I come from Majada.
If I get ditched
I beat around the bush.
Stood up.

I believe in love but I know the pain.
I believe in creating as I believe in suffering.
I believe in saying no, but not in honor .
And pain is not optional but suffering is.
And I continue like that .

Don't look for problems with me.
Loving is my slogan.
I have proved the theorem.
Simple like Leo,
Teo made the scheme for me.
The thing is love is what is worth it.

I live in silence.
I have her stockings
and my resources .                                   
Her legs are my remedy .

There is no average price for
appreciation.
Without fear of losing everything,
I’ll figure out a solution.

I lose my smartphone in silent mode and then I can't find it.
I'm so close to the ground that I celebrate San Cemento.
I tone my method in terms of my foundation .
I passed the point of no return but I'm returning.

I talk to myself and I leave it on read.
Cheeky, that happens for being a smart ass.
In the end I get dressed.
The opposite of Iniesta,
I don’t care if I don't assist.
We are infinite, I insist.

I'm crazy ( like a sprinkler) from crying so much.
I used my crying to water my insides
The tears are daughters of anxiety.
I have one life, one chance.

I write memories because I  have no memory .
I fill pages, creating my trayectory.
Alphabet: I give you my lyrics (letters ) as a gift.
And it tastes like glory
Only without resentment
history will be a victory.

We agree to disagree,
like a divorce.
The appearance is more important        than being unique.
Innocence Said goodbye to us.
I live elegance with faces far from hatred.

I love her even in her absence.
I’m attracted by her essence.
She has elegance and her laugh an audience.
I 'm not a prisoner of beliefs.
The universe is the only rival that can give her a competition.
That’s why she has her space, unwilling to any price.
I met her and there were signs of a fictional painting.
She appreciates silence.
She likes the way I pronounciate.
Her smile is a palace.
And from the sunrise to the sunset.

She appeared, and it seemed as if the drama disappeared.
She has the same name as a branch.
Loved and branched out.
Magnificent, magnetic body, increasing my appetite.
Volcanic rock, and I tripled.

She dedicates her beautiful factory to small pieces.
I place myself in the most intimate pain.
From that place I recite.
Her march will be like a meteorite upon arrival 
or the retirement of your favorite player.