Ser o no ser [English translation]

Today’s word’s a parable, flying like a beast

The word is the bullet aimed for your jaws

The plague that festers like Ebola

The well-placed arrow on Legolas’ bow

Don’t call me the prodigal son, ‘since I’m the mysterious one

Hackers look for my code, never to be exposed

In this world so fast, you crippled and disabled ones

you feeble and faint ones, made from grey and puny stuff

I’m the vampire’s light, the fire before the scorpion

I’m the secret on papyrus, I’m the injection

that paralizes MC’s and stone statues

I bring the shit that makes you go “shit!”

I’m the strange kid breaking the muscle in your chest

the crack in your roof, I put words into acts

Get in you like the air you breath in, I’m the rumour

on corners and boulevards

I’m the sound of silence, the shadow in your chambers

I’m the Vesuvius to your Pompei if treason is your reason

I’m the saying, the cure and destruction

the insomnious kid running circles in his room

I cleaned Hip-Hop of trash, I’m thief 41,

Night 1002, Tuesday the 13th

I’m the ace in your fold, I am your goodbye

Unshakeable like your stupid belief in God

I’m the sound of the surpressed

The voice from the enemy of that forcefull act

I’m the sour taste of uncontested love

The gladiator that becomes the defeated emperor

I’m the chosen one to build palaces

I’m a different time, a different space

Different in vices and virtues passing unperceived

Born with a mic in the arms (fools)

I’m the price to pay for wanting it all

I’m the dubious look precursing the heist

I’m the perfection of a Rubik’s cube

The spirit of a movie from Stanley Kubrick

I’m the universe awakened by the verse, the one who didn’t shut up

never shut up and never did believe

I’m him who always saw he won something when losing

like Mazinger Zatu, always strong, so am I.

Easy, come out, pure as you are

Without anger, leave room for mistakes

and to behave, they can’t excell without trying

They want to toe the line and that’s where they go wrong

Easy, don’t stop if you can rise up

it’s about knowing yourself, never giving up, not holding back

To gain respect many play a game of hating and hiding

And that’s where they toe the line

That important is it to be or to be there, what everyone wants to be

Where everyone wants to be, but if anyone calls me

I tell them I ain’t there (that’s good)

If they meet me I tell them I’m not.

I’m neither a sell-out nor a boaster, nothing alike,

I always give so much so much, don’t ask how much how much

It’s what I try to do when my life’s intention is not to be

but to become.

I’m not, I’m not a hero, my life get’s saved everyday

I still feel the small things

Feelings don’t lie

I’m not a good example but your daddies approve

They learn how to say it for the world to understand

I ain’t Robin Hood but Líriko lives the legend

I’m not a moron, I beat it upon seeing the wolf’s ears

I who used to be happy with my tin soldier and my balloon

I wanted to live like a prince, the dream of every lazy-ass

But they have a palace and blue blood

Now they want to hear me like I’m a guide

And so the sorrow follows the beat of my rap melody

I’m neither nice nor mean

There’s leaks in the attic, sprung by my mental storms

We have Hip-Hop, we know we have something

We know you are someone,and I’m someone who

Tells you what to do, I’m no father

but I take care of my mates, I’ll be the dog barking at them

I’m not your enemy, don’t see myself as the center of the world

I’ll be first to arrive only to pass the second my testimony

to remember those with vertifgo on the scaffold,

Those collecting wheat, feeling cold and looking for shelter

Knowing that everythig holds punishment and prize

Holds humour and bad temper, holds minute and millenium

Tell me who you walk with and I’ll tell you who you are

Give me peace and respect, I’ll tell you how you are

Appearances are deceiving

The truth is spit out by streets and mirrors

From all angles

I could say 2 by 2 is 5 and many sheep would believe

But I’d lose credibilty, I don’t wager my reputation

Only acts of truth, before the steel mic, rap just because, but

Easy, come out, pure as you are

Without anger, leaving room for mistakes and to behave

they can’t excell without trying

They want to toe the line and that’s where they go wrong

Easy, don’t stop if you can rise up

it’s about knowing yourself, never give up, don’t hold back

To gain respect many play a game of hating and hiding

And that’s where they toe the line

• Artist:Nach
• Album:Poesia Difusa