Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song G.B.W, artist - DEEDate of issue: 31.12.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
G.B.W(original) |
| Como cada otoño las hojas se caen |
| Como cada noche ella se va |
| Como cada dia mi tinta en la pluma |
| Decora las hojas con letras que abruman |
| Quiero estar con ella pero ella se esfuma |
| Es solo una puta que esta donde fuman |
| Detrás del cristal |
| Miro su figura |
| Acaricio su cuerpo |
| Siento su textura |
| Respiro su esencia y bebo una cuba |
| Inhalo despacio y exhalo sin culpa |
| La observo elevarse y perderse en la luna |
| Miro las estrellas y me hago preguntas |
| No tengo respuestas |
| Se burlan mis dudas |
| Ya no pierdo el tiempo |
| Y hoy hablo con Buda |
| El fuego lo invoca |
| El incienso me ayuda |
| Ah encontrar la calma observando la lluvia |
| Yo hoy sali muy lejos |
| Muy lejos |
| Solo en busca de ella |
| Solo en busca de ella |
| Llege ya muy tarde pero vengo con ella |
| Su aroma exquisito se impregna en mis prendas |
| Si no la conoces es dificil que entiendas |
| El gusto de verla, olerla, tenerla |
| Sacarlo del ziploc, cartera o vela |
| Lo meto en mis sábanas |
| Y no son de seda |
| Weed panteonera |
| Weed de primera |
| Cannabinoides viajando en mis venas |
| Yo viajo tan lejos |
| Estando tan cerca |
| Un ¼ de hierba |
| Es un cuarto con niebla |
| Si el humo molesta |
| Me importa una mierda |
| Derecho con trago |
| Un toque a la izquierda |
| Sin chamba sin vieja |
| Me importa una verga |
| Mantengo la calma si |
| Aun tengo yesca |
| Pongo en el refri |
| Me gusta fresca |
| Ruls de fresa, canela o menta |
| Me enciendo despacio |
| Escucho un pieza |
| Fumo sin prisa |
| Lo vuelvo ceniza |
| Estrés se resbala y ya tengo sonrisa |
| Viajo a lo grande y no tengo visa |
| (translation) |
| Like every autumn the leaves fall |
| like every night she leaves |
| Like every day my ink in the pen |
| Decorate the sheets with letters that overwhelm |
| I want to be with her but she vanishes |
| She's just a whore that's where they smoke |
| Behind the glass |
| I look at his figure |
| I caress her body |
| I feel its texture |
| I breathe her essence from her and drink a vat |
| I breathe in slow and I breathe out without guilt |
| I watch her rise and get lost in the moon |
| I look at the stars and I ask myself questions |
| I do not have answers |
| They mock my doubts |
| I no longer waste time |
| And today I talk to Buddha |
| The fire summons him |
| The incense helps me |
| Ah find calm watching the rain |
| I went very far today |
| Very far |
| just looking for her |
| just looking for her |
| I'm already very late but I come with her |
| Her exquisite aroma of her permeates my clothes |
| If you don't know it, it's hard for you to understand |
| The pleasure of seeing her, smelling her, having her |
| Take it out of the ziploc, bag or candle |
| I put it in my sheets |
| And they're not silk |
| Pantheon Weed |
| prime weed |
| Cannabinoids traveling in my veins |
| I travel so far |
| being so close |
| a ¼ grass |
| It's a foggy room |
| If the smoke bothers |
| I don't give a fuck |
| straight with drink |
| One tap to the left |
| without job without old |
| I don't give a damn |
| I keep calm yeah |
| I still have tinder |
| I put in the fridge |
| I like it fresh |
| Strawberry, cinnamon or mint ruls |
| I light up slow |
| I hear a piece |
| I smoke slowly |
| I turn it to ash |
| Stress slips and I already have a smile |
| I travel big and I don't have a visa |