wea con sentimiento

I cover myself with a blanket of clouds called depressions
Trying to slowly get out of these
Alleys
I sing you some verses, let's make them like they are chocolates
I am not looking for hate but to repair hearts
In melody he injected me even though I don't do it perfectly
I have my ambitions and you are the context
I infect you with pure kisses and I infect you with love
I'll give you a song like in basketball
I tell people things and I don't even listen to myself
My mind is stronger and my thoughts are weaker
I have a lot of stories to tell you, more than just the one about papelucho
And my faithful companion throughout life, the lighter and the cigarette
I don't have time to shave, I take it as a waste of time
They are simple words that are worthless and are carried away by the wind
It's like saying I love you but it's not true
Because my mouth says it but in reality none of it is true

Walking blinded wherever the wind takes me
Wherever I am, I'm fine if I'm with you
I still remember your drawings in my notebook
I love you no matter what, I'm not interested in your appearance
Giving a turn through my clouds, putting aside what is of no use to me
I fight with myself I don't think my mind will survive
Wherever you are, just take it out and turn it on
Making my subconscious fly is what keeps me going
Pure rap in my voice that makes me stronger
Don't force what has to happen to happen, get the hate out of my life, I only think about burning
Nothing to do but think that I want to kiss you
I am the reincarnated version of a chief but without arrows
I sneak in through your window and without raising suspicions, now that you have me in front of you, babe, take advantage
And at any moment I'll turn off and there will be no more harvest
I live my cool world where loneliness is my piece that completes me, soaring alone like a kite
Your heart in maintenance of fixing that crack
Your rapper, your poet, on this fucking ditch

Your brown skin drives me crazy
I do crazy things sometimes
In my dreams you are nailed in front and you appear
I don't belong to you and you don't belong to me but I want to make this humble madman to offer his love to you
I'm not good at love, I only know how to talk nicely
I'll tell you now and I'll repeat it to you whenever I want
If I go to jail for loving you, well, let it be a crime
I roll a thin piece of paper, your name is written on it
My anger is evident in the expressions on my face
Or in the abusive gestures that are slowly unmasked
Winter is hot but your hell makes me cold
Your memory doesn't make me fall in love, it gives me chills