Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Todo o Nada , by - HadrianRelease date: 25.11.2014
Song language: Spanish
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Todo o Nada , by - HadrianTodo o Nada(original) |
| Caí desnudo del cielo y soy un turista |
| En este edén que es la casa del ciego y del egoísta |
| Odio a primera vista, medicina introspectiva |
| Dejé de componer tracks, escribo capillas sixtinas |
| Quiero ser número uno como McGready, grande |
| Antes estuvo Anfernee Hardaway, demasiado tarde |
| Crecí sintiéndome jefe, nunca creí en los socios |
| Quien no nace para empleado monta su propio negocio |
| Sé que la envidia aparenta cuando te atenta |
| Y dediqué a mis enemigos el Salmo 140 |
| Primero entré en los zapatos del vagabundo |
| Después dejé de culpar tiempo, reloj y a los segundos |
| Con daños a terceros fui al cuarto de mis trofeos |
| Me di cuenta que anidé la represión de mis deseos |
| Mi ego es un perro, quiere morderse su cola |
| Míralo al ingenuo, las cosas se resuelven solas |
| Todo o nada, la noche y la mañana, inhala |
| La inquietud y la calma, exhala |
| El espíritu y el alma, el karma |
| Con ganas de volver |
| Todo o nada, la noche y la mañana, inhala |
| La inquietud y la calma, exhala |
| El espíritu y el alma, el karma |
| Con ganas de volver |
| Francisco Céspedes canta la vida loca |
| Mis lágrimas caen al vaso, bebí mi llanto en las rocas |
| Me até a las locas, me até a las cuerdas |
| Quien esté libre de pecado lance la primera piedra |
| Mentiras analgésicas y un ego extenso |
| Ella quería charlar conmigo y yo disfrutar del silencio |
| Brindé a la sobriedad de otros corazones rotos |
| Quería contarle quién soy antes que lo hagan otros |
| Deja que el cielo abra sus puertas y Jesús me toque |
| Ella quería Stephanie Meyer, yo quería Bram Stoker |
| Ella me dijo artista y soy un cronista |
| Pero sé respetar hasta su punto de vista, huh |
| Por el momento esperaré a que se vista, huh |
| Cayó del cielo en casa del egoísta |
| Arraigo domiciliario dentro de su vientre |
| Caí del cielo como Adán en este nido de serpientes |
| Todo o nada, la noche y la mañana, inhala |
| La inquietud y la calma, exhala |
| El espíritu y el alma, el karma |
| Con ganas de volver |
| Todo o nada, la noche y la mañana, inhala |
| La inquietud y la calma, exhala |
| El espíritu y el alma, el karma |
| Con ganas de volver |
| (translation) |
| I fell naked from the sky and I'm a tourist |
| In this Eden that is the home of the blind and the selfish |
| Hate at first sight, introspective medicine |
| I stopped composing tracks, I write Sistine Chapels |
| I wanna be number one like McGready, big |
| Before there was Anfernee Hardaway, too late |
| I grew up feeling like a boss, never believed in partners |
| Who is not born to be an employee starts his own business |
| I know that envy appears when it attacks you |
| And I dedicated to my enemies Psalm 140 |
| First I stepped into the shoes of the tramp |
| Then I stopped blaming time, clock and seconds |
| With damage to third parties I went to the fourth of my trophies |
| I realized that I nested the repression of my desires |
| My ego is a dog, he wants to bite his tail |
| Look at the naive, things take care of themselves |
| All or nothing, night and morning, inhale |
| Restlessness and calm, exhale |
| The spirit and the soul, the karma |
| Looking forward to returning |
| All or nothing, night and morning, inhale |
| Restlessness and calm, exhale |
| The spirit and the soul, the karma |
| Looking forward to returning |
| Francisco Céspedes sings la vida loca |
| My tears fall into the glass, I drank my tears on the rocks |
| I tied myself to the crazy ones, I tied myself to the ropes |
| Whoever is free from sin casts the first stone |
| Painkiller lies and a sprawling ego |
| She wanted to chat with me and I wanted to enjoy the silence |
| I toasted to the sobriety of other broken hearts |
| I wanted to tell you who I am before others do. |
| Let heaven open its doors and Jesus touch me |
| She wanted Stephanie Meyer, I wanted Bram Stoker |
| She told me an artist and I'm a chronicler |
| But I know how to respect her point of view of her, huh |
| For now I'll wait for her to get dressed, huh |
| She fell from the sky at the selfish house |
| Home rooting inside your womb |
| I fell from heaven like Adam into this nest of snakes |
| All or nothing, night and morning, inhale |
| Restlessness and calm, exhale |
| The spirit and the soul, the karma |
| Looking forward to returning |
| All or nothing, night and morning, inhale |
| Restlessness and calm, exhale |
| The spirit and the soul, the karma |
| Looking forward to returning |
| Name | Year |
|---|---|
| Vienes y Te Vas | 2018 |
| Ex | 2018 |
| Niño Malo | 2019 |
| A Todas ft. Hadrian | 2019 |