Translation of the song lyrics Duro - Santa Salut

Duro (original)

¡Duro!
Duro y brillante como uralita
Cae para abajo como una estalactita
En busca de la total bondad maldita
Todos son complementos que al final se quitan
Los demonios gritan (¡Po-po!), las sirenas pitan (¡Po-po-po-po!)
Van para la fábrica religiosamente cual mezquita
El jefe grita el sermón de cada día (Rrá)
No aceptes la gracia divina del Mesías
Tres reyes roban mercancías (Yah)
Banco, gobierno (Ah, ah), iglesia me acuchillan bajo Amnistía
¿Qué decía Notre Dame cuando ardía?
Nacimiento suicida, no dejo que el mal resida
Santa soy y de demonia voy vestida
Sigo por la avenida, voy sumando avrías y agonías
Puede que ya haya prdido, pero empiezo otra partida (Partida)
La cordura ya peligra, y
Mira, mira;
ahora ya estoy convencida
Obro por el lila, esa es mi opera prima
Mira, mira;
no me mata la fatiga (¡Po-po!)
Ardo como Troya, gradualmente soy ceniza
Esa es mi filosofía
A veces más tranquila, en el micro modo esquiza
Ígnea como lizas, pensamientos negativos son palizas
Y poder expresarme son caricias, ah
Siembra habrá malas noticias y codicia
No hay justicia, vuelvo a mi nave nodriza
(Busca pista y aterriza
Y aguanta cada día con pericia;
yoh)
Shame on the little who try to run game on
My fellas, más de uno ni lo piensa (¡Po!), pull the trigger, get up
Rap noventero en exclusiva en el club (¡Po-po-po!)
Humo y hip-hop, ay
Mira, mira;
ahora ya estoy convencida
Obro por el lila, esa es mi opera prima
Mira, mira;
no me mata la fatiga
Ardo como Troya, gradualmente soy ceniza
The fucking DAAX

Duro (translation)

Lasted!
Hard and shiny like uralite
Fall down like a stalactite
In search of total goddamn goodness
They are all accessories that are eventually removed
The demons scream (Po-po!), the sirens whistle (Po-po-po-po!)
They go to the factory religiously like a mosque
The boss shouts the sermon of each day (Rrá)
Do not accept the divine grace of the Messiah
Three kings steal merchandise (Yah)
Bank, government (Ah, ah), church I get stabbed under Amnesty
What did Notre Dame say when she burned?
Suicide birth, she let no evil reside
I am holy and I am dressed as a demon
I continue along the avenue, I add up troubles and agonies
I may have already lost, but I start another game (Match)
Sanity is already in danger, and
Look look;
now I'm convinced
I work for the lila, that's my first feature
Look look;
fatigue doesn't kill me (po-po!)
I burn like Troy, gradually I am ashes
that's my philosophy
Sometimes more calm, in the micro mode schiza
Igneous as lizas, negative thoughts are beatings
And being able to express myself are caresses, ah
Sow there will be bad news and greed
There is no justice, I return to my mothership
(Look for track and land
And endure each day with expertise;
yoh)
Shame on the little who try to run game on
My fellas, more than one doesn't even think about it (Po!), pull the trigger, get up
Exclusive 90s rap at the club (Po-po-po!)
Smoke and hip-hop, oh
Look look;
now I'm convinced
I work for the lila, that's my first feature
Look look;
fatigue doesn't kill me
I burn like Troy, gradually I am ashes
The fucking DAAX