Pensando En Voz Alta [English translation]

I'm hungry for victory but I accept the losses,

From them springs what we learn and they give meaning to this broken existence,

Used to swimming in a surging sea,

Seeing others gossiping and judging, they think they know me

But it's all in the mind, 1 paradise or prison,

Life puts us in our place and mine is a loudspeaker,

Like a tank I shoot thoughts at you,

Like a cancer revealing to you that there's little time left,

I'm still a perfect target I still stand out 2 on the streets,

Even though my music is dark like panthers,

So beautiful that you forget that this life's a bitch,

I'm that star that yearns to touch the ground and walk,

My freedom is secret and my notebook is always incomplete,

Because the mind of a poet doesn't keep still,

If the goal is to have fun, life is not the party

That I expected 3 and I'm not going to get depressed because of it,

What can I say to you so that you forget the mad rush (of daily life),

So that you exchange that face of a hired assassin for a smile

My premise is to walk firmly on this mud,

And if I fall to pieces tell the world that I left rapping,

I'm talking to you about the poise of a 'super star',

Who prefers their bedroom to being at your pedestal,

My state of mind is such that the evil side

Is stronger than the angelic side, how to control it?

When I tell it I expose myself 4 and if I get distracted,

Some smart-arse wants to crucify me next to their Christ

I persevere and I use up faith in my business , the son of catastrophe,

A star detected by your telescope,

I'm opium for an unpredictable nation,

Education creates depression, an irreversible reaction,

Like leukaemia, an epidemic in classrooms

And in a society that cages us in, and it's just that

They talk to us of peace showing us a gun

They give us freedom but they tell us when to use it,

Fed up of so much chat, of empty words,

Fed up of this long-established, ineffective democracy

Miles separate me from your pride, I flow to life or death,

My whispering became rap and it was the most powerful shout,

A shout that warns you that there are two ways of suffering:

Hard work, or regret.

Thinking out loud whilst the minutes pass,

The same image in the mirror with which I argue

I don't know what tomorrow will bring, I don't think about it,

My state of mind is rap so that you move your neck,5

Thinking out loud whilst the hours pass,

So much time alone whilst you smile and cry,

I don't know what tomorrow will bring, I don't think about it,

My state of mind is rap so that you move your neck.

There are rappers who are soldiers, there are rappers who are so idle,

There are rappers who only function if they have two drinks,

There are those who are simply wizards in music,

Like my brother Moisés Sánchez, the master of jazz,

Nach is a nighttime escape in the face of the daily drama,

A very ordinary man doing something extraordinary,

Prisoner of my addictions, my challenges are:

The argument between my balls, mind and heart,

I compose (music) in my bedroom even though this is not news anymore,

Meditation as medication faced with this loneliness,

Strict dedication to to the one who never sold lies, 6

Who still thinks that hip-hop is 'Fight The Power',

And not an empty act of defiance, you're getting confused 'home boy',

Lyrics from nursery (school) come 7 if I call on Sigmund Freud,

Nothing comparable, I'm still unshakeable,

Shaking (up) your brain, making those dogs bark,

Using the beat to make noise, they don't say it,

But it all comes down (to this), those (people) want what I've achieved,

I've been relentless, walking amongst the shadows,

Now any kid who thinks about rap names me,

What is it with fame, that you all want to taste it?,

Bitter or sweet, I know that it always tempts you when you swallow it,

It's not coke 8 but it hooks (you) the same and it's normal,

That today more than (just) a musical career is in its end phase,

That's why my main motivation is in the ink,

Fame didn't change me, it's you who sees (me) in a different way,

Distant in the face of my emotional balance,

Because I know that a bad MC is worth more than the best critic,

I'm not one-of-a-kind, what is unique in this world?

For good or for bad I'm special and that's all,

A hopeless case that rap saved,

A wounded heart, blackened like coal,

A tamer of phrases, what rhythms, flies just like Icarus,

A devil with a good soul like Juani, 9 a roguish angel,

One day the mirror told me to (go) get it,

I only gave shape to my pain, for this today you all call me an idol.

I'm just...

Thinking out loud whilst the days pass,

Neither God nor Satan have news from me yet,

I don't know what tomorrow will bring, I don't think about it,

My state of mind is rap so that you move your neck.

Thinking out loud whilst the months pass,

I opened forbidden doors in my mind so many times,

I don't know what tomorrow will bring, I don't think about it,

My state of mind is rap so that you move your neck.

Money never changed me, perhaps it gave me some luxury,

But the flow of words was never reduced,

I squeeze my mind aware of a new breakthrough that I'm making,

Even though I know my fans ask for miracles instead of raps,

But look at them attentive whilst I talk

They aren't bullets, they're my wings crossing the ocean,

And if to live is to suffer I'm living,

And meanwhile I'm paying for 10 the pains of this life smiling,

Watching it run past because it has death on its back,

You watch it pass perhaps blinded by hash 11 or cash,

With being more, giving criticisms I escape

From your childish jealousy, my adult world is so idyllic,

I polish your certainties, who cares about poverty

In your pockets if there's wealth in your head,

My raps are fortresses that save my neck,

Like this I manage to reach prayer with each of the great lyrics that I start,

And if I stumble, I give one hundred (percent) back again,

The worst people are not those who spread rumours rather those who believe them,

They see that I never gave up, because I learnt

That if I don't believe in myself the world will never believe in me,

Here more than (false) airs there are ferocious freestyle (rappers)

And MCs that raise their voices like demigods,

Alicante has spirit, our attitude

Polished diamond, now we're like giants in Lilliput, 12

I have one virtue per each thousand defects,

An architect of words who speaks open-heartedly,

And not because I'm opposed to your crew am I going to leave it,

And because I don't like the rap that you do I have to hate it,

When I go out, everyone stops to say something to me,

They want to be given the honour of talking to the celebrity,

I answer with limitless patience, be warned, 13

My radar is an expert in deciphering looks,

Some (people) whatever you do can't stand me but I don't blame them,

Failed nobodies married to insult,

Get out of my matters, the sun shines so much on this side,

And everything is going so well for me that sometimes I even apologise,

They say that talent is innate, maybe it's true,

But nurture 14 it daily or it will have died,

Fifty percent luck, fifty percent work

I'm not showing off, here it's ninety nine (percent) work, one (percent) luck.

Thinking out loud whilst the years pass,

My lights and my shadows, my faith and my disappointments,

I don't know what tomorrow will bring, I don't think about it,

My state of mind is rap so that you move your neck,

Thinking out loud whilst life passes...

1. lit. 'it's all mental' 2. lit. 'shine' 3. or 'hoped for' 4. lit. 'undress myself' 5. I'm not entirely sure but I think it may allude to dancing6. lit. 'scams' 7. lit. 'fall' 8. 'farla' is short for 'farlopa' which is 'cocaine/coke' 9. "el Juani" for Juan, "el Josi" for José... are nicknames used in cities, and even more in gangs, or among teenagers."Juani" may be someone who Nach has known since he was young or perhaps an ill-famed gangster that he used to know. Many thanks to ArenaL5 for providing this info!10. or' purging/clearing' 11. or 'hashish' 12. I think this is referring to the fictional island in the book 'Gulliver's Travels' by Jonathan Swift - it's a small island 13. lit.' I warn it' 14. lit. 'water'

• Artist:Nach
• Album:Mejor Que El Silencio (2011)