Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song En Tu Sien, artist - Santaflow. Date of issue: 18.06.2015
Song language: Spanish
En Tu Sien(original) |
| Quince horas al día son para rendir |
| Varias bocas en casa que alimentar |
| Dos manos que no se pueden dividir |
| Miles de problemas que solucionar |
| Hace mucho que tienes responsabilidad |
| Edad más que suficiente para responder |
| Cuidando de mirar para no tropezar |
| Hay tanto por controlar que vas a reventar |
| Enajenación, y por un momento se te esfuma la razón |
| Nada te cabrea mogollón |
| Y ese ángel se convierte en un grandísimo cabrón sin querer |
| Jekyll a Hyde hace retroceder |
| Tormenta que no se puede prever |
| Y sin tener un motivo, el instinto asesino |
| Te llega sin saber por qué… |
| Luego se va como un flash |
| Y tu mente ausente vuelve, pasa sin más |
| Los demás nada pueden hacer |
| Simplemente, la demencia temporal |
| Está enfrente, la sientes respirar en tu sien y eres tú su rehén |
| Odias cada fibra de un ser tan tarado |
| De un seso que baila de un lado al contrario |
| Por la ciclotimia, esa esclavista de voluntad |
| Es narcisista y te deja mal |
| Cuando aparece no hay más que hablar |
| Dice cosas que no sientes |
| Te convierte en una serpiente |
| En mala gente, vive en ti aunque te reviente (ya) |
| Es tu debilidad (¿que?) te dejas controlar (¿que?) |
| Asume que es tu responsabilidad |
| Te cuesta llegar a fin de mes, te puede el estrés |
| Cuando haces planes sale todo del revés |
| Al borde de un desfiladero, en un aguacero |
| Sudando frío para no tener otro traspiés |
| Siempre ladrando a los demás cuando no puedes más |
| A veces tan imbécil eres que no se te puede hablar |
| Pinche talante explosivo, ácido y tan corrosivo |
| Cada vez más agresivo, más sólo y más negativo |
| Luego se va como un flash |
| Y tu mente ausente vuelve, pasa sin más |
| Los demás nada pueden hacer |
| Simplemente, la demencia temporal |
| Está enfrente, la sientes respirar en tu sien y eres tú su rehén |
| Insania, violencia ¿Dónde está tu consciencia? |
| Equilibrio y paciencia, inspirar para poder calmar |
| Las esquinas de tu subconsciente |
| Saben colocarte trampas diferentes |
| Juegan contigo, con tu propia mente |
| Y sólo tú puedes pararlas evidentemente |
| Luego se va como un flash |
| Y tu mente ausente vuelve, pasa sin más |
| Los demás nada pueden hacer |
| Simplemente, la demencia temporal |
| Está enfrente, la sientes respirar en tu sien y eres tú su rehén |
| (translation) |
| Fifteen hours a day are for giving |
| Several mouths at home to feed |
| Two hands that cannot be divided |
| Thousands of problems to solve |
| You've been responsible for a long time |
| Old enough to answer |
| Taking care to look so as not to stumble |
| There is so much to control that you are going to burst |
| Alienation, and for a moment your reason vanishes |
| Nothing pisses you off |
| And that angel turns into a huge bastard unintentionally |
| Jekyll pushes back Hyde |
| Storm that cannot be foreseen |
| And without having a reason, the killer instinct |
| It comes to you without knowing why… |
| Then it's gone like a flash |
| And your absent mind comes back, just happens |
| The others can't do anything |
| Simply temporary insanity |
| It is in front of you, you feel it breathe in your temple and you are its hostage |
| You hate every fiber of such a retarded being |
| Of a brain that dances from one side to the other |
| Because of cyclothymia, that slaver of will |
| She is narcissistic and leaves you bad |
| When she appears there is nothing more to say |
| She says things you don't mean |
| She turns you into a snake |
| In bad people, she lives in you even if she breaks you (already) |
| It's your weakness (what?) you let yourself be controlled (what?) |
| Assume that it is your responsibility |
| It is difficult for you to make ends meet, stress can |
| When you make plans everything goes wrong |
| At the edge of a gorge, in a downpour |
| Sweating cold so as not to have another setback |
| Always barking at others when you can't anymore |
| Sometimes you are such an idiot that you cannot be talked to |
| Explosive mood, acid and so corrosive |
| Increasingly aggressive, more alone and more negative |
| Then it's gone like a flash |
| And your absent mind comes back, just happens |
| The others can't do anything |
| Simply temporary insanity |
| It is in front of you, you feel it breathe in your temple and you are its hostage |
| Insanity, violence. Where is your conscience? |
| Balance and patience, breathe in to calm down |
| The corners of your subconscious |
| They know how to set you different traps |
| They play with you, with your own mind |
| And only you can stop them obviously |
| Then it's gone like a flash |
| And your absent mind comes back, just happens |
| The others can't do anything |
| Simply temporary insanity |
| It is in front of you, you feel it breathe in your temple and you are its hostage |