Translation of the song lyrics Esto es para ti - Efecto Pasillo

Esto es para ti (original)

Como el hedor, ¿viste?
Voy creciendo en el arte del maltrato
De la rítmica que quiere ser showfashion
Disparo oraciones que son el látigo de Indiana
Castigo temas hechos de hoy para mañana
Mi música de local, de volumen alto y gritar
Hinchar el pecho como un flotador y explotar
Es un misil de infantería que te va a reventar
Prepárate
Yo nací para gritarle al viento
Que me ha nacido este sentimiento
Que me hace parir frases sinceras
Sin pensar en dinámicas mecenas
Para gritar
Todo para ti
Para gritarle al viento
Hecho para ti
Para gritar
Sólo para ti
Hecho para ti
Prepárate
Esto es un tren que está apunto de arrollarte
Llevarte de viaje sin billete
De escarcharte como un juguete
Mira
Es un cohete que va a despegar
Óyeme
Es un revolver sin dueño
Nadie espera que va a disparar
Refúgiate donde puedas, no hay manera
No podrás escapar aunque quieras
Huye
Yo nací para gritarle al viento
Me ha nacido este sentimiento
Que me hace parir frases sinceras
Sin pensar en dinámicas mecenas
Para gritar
Todo para ti
Para gritarle al viento
Hecho para ti
Para gritar
Sólo para ti
Para gritar
Todo para ti
Para gritarle al viento
Hecho para ti
Para gritar
Sólo para ti
Yeyeyeyeyeyeyé
Yo nací para gritarle al viento
Que me ha nacido este sentimiento
Que me hace gritar frases sinceras
Sin pensar en dinámicas mecenas
Yeah
Yo nací para gritarle al viento
Que me ha nacido este sentimiento
Que me hace parir frases sinceras
Sin pensar en dinámicas mecenas
Todo para ti
Hecho para ti
Sólo para ti
Todo para ti
Hecho para ti
Sólo para ti
Yeah
Para gritarle al viento
Todo para ti
Yeah
Hecho para ti
Para gritarle al viento
Sólo para ti
Yeah
Para gritarle al viento
Todo para ti
Yeah
Hecho para ti
Para gritarle al
Sólo para ti
Para gritarle al viento
Todo para ti
Hecho para ti
Sólo para ti

Esto es para ti (translation)

Like the stench, did you see?
I am growing in the art of abuse
Of the rhythm that wants to be showfashion
I shoot prayers that are the whip of Indiana
Punishment topics made from today to tomorrow
My local music, loud and scream
Puff up the chest like a float and explode
It's an infantry missile that's going to blow you up
get ready
I was born to shout at the wind
That this feeling has been born in me
That makes me give birth to sincere phrases
Without thinking about dynamic patrons
to scream
All for you
to shout to the wind
Made for you
to scream
Just for you
Made for you
get ready
This is a train about to run over you
Take you on a trip without a ticket
To frost you like a toy
Look
It is a rocket that is going to take off
hear me
It is a revolver without owner
No one expects you to shoot
Take refuge where you can, there is no way
You won't be able to escape even if you want
Flees
I was born to shout at the wind
This feeling has been born in me
That makes me give birth to sincere phrases
Without thinking about dynamic patrons
to scream
All for you
to shout to the wind
Made for you
to scream
Just for you
to scream
All for you
to shout to the wind
Made for you
to scream
Just for you
yeyeyeyeyeye
I was born to shout at the wind
That this feeling has been born in me
that makes me shout sincere phrases
Without thinking about dynamic patrons
yeah
I was born to shout at the wind
That this feeling has been born in me
That makes me give birth to sincere phrases
Without thinking about dynamic patrons
All for you
Made for you
Just for you
All for you
Made for you
Just for you
yeah
to shout to the wind
All for you
yeah
Made for you
to shout to the wind
Just for you
yeah
to shout to the wind
All for you
yeah
Made for you
To yell at
Just for you
to shout to the wind
All for you
Made for you
Just for you