Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mil Vidas , by - Nach. Song from the album Un Día En Suburbia, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 26.05.2008
Record label: Universal Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mil Vidas , by - Nach. Song from the album Un Día En Suburbia, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопMil Vidas(original) |
| Toda una vida es poco para un hombre |
| La tierra me entregó un cuándo y un dónde |
| Atrapado ahora en esta era insomne |
| Quiero vivir más vidas que la que me corresponde |
| Viajar a los paisajes que toda memoria esconde |
| Verme al principio de los tiempos sin autoconciencia |
| Homo sapiens cuya ciencia es la supervivencia |
| Con la piel en carne viva, mi paciencia doma el fuego |
| Madre tierra da la esencia que alimenta luego |
| Habitar el Nilo antes de Jesucristo |
| Ser escriba del antiguo Egipto, ver que existo |
| Y aun resisto junto a Keops mi faraón, |
| Saber que es dueño de los sueños que poseo y de mi razón |
| Civilización en gracia como Grecia |
| Sentir en vivo la pasión de Platón cosmovisión |
| Desde el Partenón su herencia |
| Entre columnas corintias sus lecciones limpian mi conciencia y son |
| Luz para el corazón, son luz para la historia |
| Son luz como magnolias en Mongolia |
| Sentirme un samurái, con sed de gloria |
| Defender mi imperio, conquistando como único medio para hacer historia |
| Mil Vidas, quisiera vivirlas todas |
| Una sola es poco y yo choco entre las olas |
| Del tiempo, horas yendo a la deriva |
| Porque solo una época, porque solo una perspectiva |
| Mil Vidas, quisiera vivirlas todas |
| Una sola es poco y yo choco entre las olas |
| Del tiempo, horas yendo a la deriva |
| Porque solo una época, porque solo una perspectiva |
| Las olas del tiempo llegan al Renacimiento |
| Allí Leonardo me anticipa un nuevo invento |
| Me siento junto a Copérnico en un mundo esférico y metálico |
| Mientras la Inquisición sigue mis pasos sin aliento |
| Viena 1700, ciudad llena de cultura |
| Palpo la hermosura de un lugar lejano |
| Gozar al rozar a Mozart verle tocar |
| Y acariciar la eternidad entre sus notas de piano |
| Sinfonía en armonía |
| Querer vivir las vidas que no fueron mías no es absurdo |
| Como entrar al palacio de un zar en San Petersburgo |
| Y gritar, ¡Revolución!, para cambiar el mundo |
| Y mientras cambia yo lo observo |
| Pueblos invaden, pueblos siglos y derrotas, civilizaciones rotas |
| Verme al lado de Toro Sentado, ser un chamán |
| Meditando iluminado entre los prados de Dakota. |
| Y brota en mis manos magia, cura del hombre blanco |
| Y la locura que contagia y así el futuro se presagia |
| Mientras el sol desde su trono vigila invicto |
| El ser humano es solo un parpadeo de todo lo que ha visto |
| Ven a chocar en las olas del tiempo, milenios que se funden en un solo momento, |
| quiero vivir mil vidas |
| Mil Vidas, quisiera vivirlas todas |
| Una sola es poco y yo choco entre las olas |
| Del tiempo, horas yendo a la deriva |
| Porque solo una época, porque solo una perspectiva |
| Mil Vidas, quisiera vivirlas todas |
| Una sola es poco y yo choco entre las olas |
| Del tiempo, horas yendo a la deriva |
| Porque solo una época, porque solo una perspectiva |
| Chicago años 20 visto gabardina zapatos de charol |
| Siento el descontrol mirando en cada esquina |
| La ley seca se impone yo acudo a un cabaret |
| Para olvidarme que la mafia de Al Capone se propone liquidarme |
| Viajar a Woodstock y desde el amanecer yacer |
| Entregado al amor libre y al placer |
| Ver en concierto a Jimmy Hendrix, Janis Joplin y a Tim Hardin |
| Colocao de LSD este es mi jardín mi camping |
| Mi libertad sin fin y allí me veo, buceo |
| Entre los prados de la historia y su fortuna |
| Quiero escapar junto con esta pluma de un presente que me abruma |
| Estar en la pupila de Neil Amstrong al pisar la luna |
| Ser un Pantera Negra, con mi puño en alto, pelo afro |
| Sentarme con Rosa Parks atrás en aquel auto |
| Aprender de Crazy Legs y de T-Kid en sus primeras firmas |
| Fin de los 70 sur del Bronx no hay mas enigmas |
| Que el deseo de vivir más vidas que una sola |
| Madrid 83 movida yo en la puerta del Rock-Ola |
| Fumándome un pitillo absorto |
| Pensando que el camino que separa cuna y cementerio es corto |
| Mil vidas, allí donde quise estar, y todo lo que quise ver |
| (translation) |
| A whole life is little for a man |
| The earth gave me a when and a where |
| Trapped now in this sleepless age |
| I want to live more lives than the one that corresponds to me |
| Travel to the landscapes that every memory hides |
| See me at the beginning of time with no self-awareness |
| Homo sapiens whose science is survival |
| With raw skin, my patience tames the fire |
| Mother Earth gives the essence that feeds later |
| Inhabit the Nile before Jesus Christ |
| To be a scribe of ancient Egypt, to see that I exist |
| And I still resist together with Cheops my pharaoh, |
| Knowing that he owns the dreams I have and my reason |
| Civilization in grace like Greece |
| Feel live the passion of Plato's worldview |
| From the Parthenon your heritage |
| Between Corinthian columns, his lessons cleanse my conscience and are |
| Light for the heart, they are light for history |
| They are light like magnolias in Mongolia |
| Feeling like a samurai, thirsty for glory |
| Defend my empire, conquering as the only means to make history |
| A thousand lives, I would like to live them all |
| One is little and I crash between the waves |
| Of time, hours drifting |
| Because only one time, because only one perspective |
| A thousand lives, I would like to live them all |
| One is little and I crash between the waves |
| Of time, hours drifting |
| Because only one time, because only one perspective |
| The waves of time reach the Renaissance |
| There Leonardo anticipates a new invention for me |
| I sit next to Copernicus in a spherical and metallic world |
| While the Inquisition follows my footsteps breathlessly |
| Vienna 1700, city full of culture |
| I feel the beauty of a distant place |
| Enjoy touching Mozart to see him play |
| And caress eternity between its piano notes |
| symphony in harmony |
| Wanting to live the lives that were not mine is not absurd |
| How to enter the palace of a tsar in St. Petersburg |
| And shout, Revolution!, to change the world |
| And while it changes I watch it |
| Peoples invade, peoples centuries and defeats, broken civilizations |
| See me next to Sitting Bull, be a shaman |
| Meditating illuminated among the meadows of Dakota. |
| And magic sprouts in my hands, heals the white man |
| And the madness that spreads and thus the future is presaged |
| While the sun from his throne watches over him undefeated |
| The human being is just a flicker of all that he has seen |
| Come crash into the waves of time, millennia melting into a single moment, |
| I want to live a thousand lives |
| A thousand lives, I would like to live them all |
| One is little and I crash between the waves |
| Of time, hours drifting |
| Because only one time, because only one perspective |
| A thousand lives, I would like to live them all |
| One is little and I crash between the waves |
| Of time, hours drifting |
| Because only one time, because only one perspective |
| Chicago 20's seen trench coat patent leather shoes |
| I feel the lack of control looking in every corner |
| The dry law is imposed I go to a cabaret |
| To forget that Al Capone's mob intends to liquidate me |
| Travel to Woodstock and from dawn to night |
| Surrendered to free love and pleasure |
| See Jimmy Hendrix, Janis Joplin and Tim Hardin in concert |
| High on LSD this is my garden my camping |
| My freedom without end and there I am, diving |
| Between the meadows of history and his fortune |
| I want to escape together with this pen from a present that overwhelms me |
| Being in Neil Armstrong's pupil when he stepped on the moon |
| To be a Black Panther, with my fist raised, afro hair |
| Sit with Rosa Parks in the back in that car |
| Learn from Crazy Legs and T-Kid in their first signings |
| End of the 70's south of the Bronx there are no more enigmas |
| That the desire to live more lives than just one |
| Madrid 83 movida I at the door of Rock-Ola |
| Smoking a cigarette absorbed |
| Thinking that the path that separates the crib and the cemetery is short |
| A thousand lives, where I wanted to be, and everything I wanted to see |
| Name | Year |
|---|---|
| Efectos Vocales | 2008 |
| Rap Español | 2015 |
| Rap Bruto ft. Nach | 2018 |
| Amor Libre ft. Shuga Wuga | 2012 |
| El Idioma De Los Dioses | 2010 |
| Viviendo | 2015 |
| Ellas ft. Ismael Serrano | 2010 |
| Todo O Nada ft. KASE.O | 2018 |
| Leyenda | 2015 |
| Adiós España ft. Tron Dosh | 2015 |
| Ni Estabas Ni Estarás | 2010 |
| Incendios ft. Nach | 2017 |
| Éxodo | 2018 |
| Necesito | 2021 |
| De Pie | 2021 |
| Not Slaves | 2016 |
| Sr. Libro y Sr. Calle | 2008 |
| Rapkour | 2008 |
| Los Años Luz | 2008 |
| El Amor Viene Y Va | 2008 |