Noches en BCN en inglés

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Noches en BCN

Yeah, Man Of Gold, Nach, are nights in my city,
yeah.

(Zpu)
City wonder where they exist,
Instead of a thousand battles
being waged every day
a sea to lose and a huge majority
sailing between walls, myopia
in Barcelona,
where jams between works are evil,
in the round of the Coast or the Retail
festival of cultures and classes,
time is money, so never be late,
or you lie flashes, gases,
looking at the horizon you see the clouds,
buffalo coats that let you know who gets on the car,
corrupt politicians conceal waste,
I see and I tear,
Barna step that it rots
where rich are unpunished
there are those who are immune
and those who love unites them,
Marines in the bank without following any doctrine,
artists who seek their fortune in corners
and I walk alone, I look around and enjoy it,
sometimes so uncomfortable, I feel tiny,
in this swarm of contrasts where the sun can go in mourning,
I am the fuc*** master of the streets and hangouts,
here everything is infinite, every beat is a scream,
every achievement a milestone,
each creator a myth,
every night in BCN is a crime and a pleasure
under the feet of Lucifer, do you want to see?,
if night stuns us,
two drunks in the city, and Nach ZPU
no alcohol that we collapse,
long mornings only,
foci as emeralds,
family love us back cover
when the city rests.

(Chorus Zpu & Nach)
Luxuries and contrast will make you feel free,
without reflections and contrasts the gift of the unpredictable,
party, fantasy, night is any guide, irresistible,
further proof that anything is possible here.

Each morning the adventure is served,
and every morning to see how the city looks at us,
your life, my life, your life, my life,
The end has so far inspire us sips of rap.

(Nach)
BCN, what do you have?,
raw town square
he loves you or hurts when you want,
flight today in the Night Life
May or not under this spot Life
let me wait one more night.
I keep notes and decisions of love, street shows,
Barna and the streets will do the rest,
Do you want to live without limits?
see, the temptation of pleasure,
Take your ticket for entry to Eden.
You can get lost in reverie clubs
Design with ladies
float on a Caribbean cocktail,
and our reputation is that although we know sometimes lead
where we all know who we are.
Birra sold on the street while you walk in soup,
Nigerian throw kisses broken in the wadi,
strips of wood, there will be no public displays of affection,
Japs camis frightened by Ronaldinho.
We have the antidote, unequivocal,
Otto went into the break up with the sweats,
Mcs idols, a photo and make up,
others give the talk if farla transform them.
Those who want to compete let them lose with Goldman, (hinder)
Norman suffer psychosis,
drafts, contacts, spasms, girls Erasmus
other stretched like a cactus.
Hippies playing Frisbie, expert pickpockets
if even the beggars here are artists,
Rastas in county with intellectual gesture, tourists
buquis jugglers of Rabal.
You want progress and excesses?, Launch up here
Barcelona is well, call it? The Place To Be?
I leave the kitten walk cool,
another night in BCN for school slacker.
From club to club tequila peeing Redbull,
improvising in the car when the sky is already blue.

Noches en BCN, two double zero six, my brother ZPU
Nach my man, gold ink, art major.

(Chorus Zpu & Nach)
Luxuries and contrast will make you feel free,
without reflections and contrasts the gift of the unpredictable,
party, fantasy, night is any guide, irresistible,
further proof that anything is possible here.

Each morning the adventure is served,
and every morning to see how the city looks at us,
your life, my life, your life, my life,
The end has so far inspire us sips of rap.

Yeah, it's Man De Oro, the city great,
my man Nacho, are sharing friendships nights in BCN.