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Genius English Translations - Subze Bohemian Rap English Translation Lyrics

Life, huh, what is it?
You are born, you grow up
And when you understand its meaning and the short-lived bitter of its duration, you leave

Sometimes without even knowing it
My legacy, the only redoubt far away form my mediocrity where I was able to leave a mark
Mark that time will erase leading me to oblivion
When I'm gone, like we'll all go
To no sky, to no paradise, to nothing

My Bohemian Rapsody (yes), my Ópera prima
My Basureta, my Ninth Symphony
My Thriller, my Change, my Lose Yourself
The song I always wantеd and wasn't brave enough to do, now

Writing at the bеach with the mask (yes)
On the mobile screen just disinfected
You can't beat evil by doing good
That is why I pursue the good even if I have to do it the hard way, fly

Mom (mom)
Today I can't get out of bed (out of bed)
Oh, mama
I'll stay at home all day writing drama

Some people call me perturbated
For the aversion that I feel towards the human being
Dreaming about seeing your hands again
Caressing my body in a cloudy sunset
Today I got up a warrior at war with my being
The storm never passes, it has already rained again
If we try again, we lose again
Life isn't made to suffer, I already forgot it

Because everything I wanted is out of my hands
And this damn society looks at me like the weird one
Everything that fills me hurts me or isn't healthy
And those fans value me more than I do (than I do)

You're entering my soul, take off your shoes
The one who warns is not a traitor, I warn that it can hurt
If you admire me, look, do it for my taleent
May it never be because of who I am or what I have

It doesn't make me happy if I hit with what I do
But if I go to the doctor and he tells me I'm healthy
This hypochondria is killing me
I think it is a tumor which turns out to be a pimple

And I was never a camel, but consumer (but consumer)
And neither of the two for me is worthy of admiration
This is how corrupt governments want you
For them to continue dreaming, they want a sleeping town

They want you to admire that ostentatious trapper
And not the singer who gets wet and points to the powerful
I don't write my songs, my pain does
You don't idolize me, you worship my frustration
Because life it's made for that (for that)
Stumble, learn, stumble and learn (and again)
There where you see a stumble (a stumble)
I only see another lesson to grow up

That I am in this world is a pure accident
It would be enough that my parents had postponed the night the next day
Think about it when you feel special
You aren't anyone, just one more, a lucky sperm

Until the sightless lasts (lasts)
Until I grow up (grow up)
Until time heals (heals)
Anyways, I'm going to make my pieces last

Going down south, losing north
Entering sky without passport
I receive letters, I receive cuts
They hurt me, they made me strong

Empty rooms, full heart
Queues of people, me dead and scared
Anxiety and phobia, good times

I used to rap in bank (I used to rap in banks)
Now my bank account is overflowing with money
And I'm not proud of it (I'm not)
Because all I won was singing my torments
A thousand sleepless nights, I'm a man of little faith
I skipped school and even though it hurts I made it
No one else believed in this life that I dreamed of
And now it's my songs that feed me

Living knowing they'll never understand
That I fly with my carpet in this ideal world
Locked in the studio, it's my way of traveling
I don't need anything else (woh)

When I look back, I think: "I made it"
And I remember that boy who was the laughing stock
The rapper of the class, the one with the giant clothes
And whose giant dream led here
Bohemian Rap

Flag on the bracelet, on the balcony, the mask
Detecting an asshole is now very simple
I'm on the left (a fascist), I love Spain and I don't hide
If that bothers you about me, I don't care about your unfollow

I get wet (I get wet), I say what I think even if it hurts me
I'd rather lose audience than dignity
I don't believe in homelands, and you are my country
We will always have your bed, Paris can burn

Life is one, there are no second parts (no)
I decided to live mine by giving it to art
I'll keep doing it until the body endures
And if everything has an end, let's make this moment eternal

Without the Cara and without the Blas, nothing would be the same
Viven and Rodman, in this, my last dance
Life a cycle, a circus (a circus)
And I am that clown that makes no one laugh

And I don't care if they criticized me, ha!
He thinks that Jesus was also crucified
Fame is horrible, because winning it depends on the judgment of many people, on their absurd criteria
Life is short, sad, painful
And if you ask me if it was worth it, I'll tell you:
"Every fucking second."