Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Asi Son Mis Dias, artist - Control Machete.
Date of issue: 26.01.2004
Song language: Spanish
Asi Son Mis Dias(original) |
Como el humo voy como el humo vengo, |
salgo de la noche marco el pavimento, |
y es que sin razon viajo en el tiempo, |
pienso y planeo lo que vengo haciendo, |
marca en el dia busco la salida, |
toma lo que quieras mas no la ke es mia, |
todo es parte labroza familia, |
aun que no comprendas asi son mis dias. |
Asi son mis dias, y es que asi son mis dias. |
Si ve usted a un pelado parado en la eskina, |
no lo moleste. |
Me la paso armando toda mi vida, |
cortando y pegando y si no a la deriva, |
de rol con la raza paseando en carranza, |
da vueltas la cuadra hey ke es lo ke pasa, |
sabor, siempre ando con sol, |
en todo el dia no hay un bajon, |
siempre al tiro arribo al tiempo admiro, |
todo el panorama ke hay en un giro, |
por ke asi son mis dias complejo maria, |
agarro el vuelo como si fuera mia, |
la mira esta puesta sobre la mesa, |
la tarde se presta pa andar con la mera artillera, |
y responde con una mentira para salir del momento, |
y encontrar la salida, |
completo termino con cierta paciencia, |
asi son mis dias cuando piso la tierra. |
coro |
Como todo doy mucho es lo ke tengo, |
jo mis carnales todos son mis maestros, |
y es ke nunka soy lo ke prefirieron, |
soy lo ke soy no lo eligieron, |
pasa la vida la sigo sin prisa, |
simplemente observo lo ke rekeria, |
pasa mi vida y no es tan vacia, |
siento ke mas necesitaria, |
fue tan bueno hoy como despues lo presiento, |
fiesta con mois barrios y lamentos, |
(esto no es bajon es hasta el firmamento, |
golpes y golpes y nunca reviento) |
sombra de dia duro hasta arriba, |
ando trankilo no hay melancolia, |
mientras haya cuerda saco la eskina, |
sigo con la banda gastando la eskina. |
coro. |
(translation) |
Like the smoke I go, like the smoke I come, |
I come out of the night I mark the pavement, |
and it is that without reason I travel in time, |
I think and plan what I have been doing, |
mark on the day I look for the exit, |
take what you want but not the one that is mine, |
everything is part of the family, |
Even if you don't understand, that's how my days are. |
That's how my days are, and that's how my days are. |
If you see a bald man standing on the corner, |
don't bother him. |
I spend all my life putting together, |
cutting and pasting and if not drifting, |
of role with the race strolling in a carranza, |
go around the block hey what is what happens, |
flavor, I'm always sunny, |
throughout the day there is not a downturn, |
I always admire the shot I arrive at the time, |
the whole panorama that exists in a turn, |
because that's how my complex days are, maria, |
I take the flight as if it were mine, |
look at it is placed on the table, |
the afternoon lends itself to walking with the mere artillery, |
and she answers with a lie to get out of the moment, |
and find the way out, |
I finish with some patience, |
That's how my days are when I walk the earth. |
chorus |
As everything I give a lot is what I have, |
jo my carnal all are my teachers, |
and it is that I am never what they preferred, |
I am what I am, they did not choose it, |
life passes, I follow it slowly, |
I simply observe what ke rekeria, |
my life passes and it is not so empty, |
I feel like I need more |
It was as good today as later I feel it, |
party with mois barrios and laments, |
(this is not bajon is up to the firmament, |
blows and blows and I never burst) |
hard day shadow up top, |
I am calm, there is no melancholy, |
As long as there is rope, I take out the corner, |
I continue with the band spending the corner. |
chorus. |