Sync Different

If I were a drop of water
I will be the dripping rain
I would run along the rocks
I would Dig the land of treasures
I would be a drop of water
Hide me under the ground
Without they noticing me
Discreetly water the earth

If i were a drop of X 4

If i were a drop of water
Hide me under the ground
Without they noticing me

Discreetly water the earth X 4

I would be a drop of water
Hide me under the ground
Without they noticing me
Discreetly water the earth

ES:

tengo el quinto elemento
represión automática
las niñas de mis ojos
rugen humo mientras bailan
hombros anchos y altas
fuertes como jabatas
mascarillas azules
y unas velas aromáticas

a pesar del chandal somos todas muy románticas
y cada rumba sale directa del anima
donde no hay dinero hay carisma y sociedad
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas

somos prácticas
somos prácticas
tenemos el pelo como las lobas árticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
las malas tenemos conexión telepática

guárdate para ti toda tu insulsa plática
la noche se presenta juguetona y acida
y he contao' las veces que me has mirao' pasar
no me hagas tener que sumártelas

flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón

miran de reojo por la rabia
quieren bailar salsa con nosotras para oler la jacaranda
mírale a la cara mientras baja
brujas con sus capsulas letales como efímeras erráticas

es el truco que nunca le falla
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
en la pista es como una bala
rapida precisa y luego mata

flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón

no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
no somos gatas de teoría



EN:

I have the fifth element
automatic repression
the girls of my eyes
roar smoke as they dance
broad-shouldered and tall
strong as jabatas
blue masks
and scented candles

in spite of the tracksuit we are all very romantic
and every party comes straight from the soul
where there is no money there is charisma and society
we are not theory cats we are practical

we are practical
we are practical
we have hair like the arctic she-wolves
we are practical
we are practical
we bad girls have telepathic connection

keep all your dull chatter to yourself
the night comes playful and acidic
and I've counted all the times you've watched me pass by
don't make me have to add them up to you

skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants

they look sideways out of rage
they want to dance salsa with us just to smell the jacaranda
look at their face as it goes down
witches with their lethal capsules as ephemeral erratics

it's the trick that never fails them
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
on the dance floor she' s like a bullet
fast accurate and then kills

skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants

we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are not theory cats

ES:

oye oye
llámame y dame un garbeo con tu coche
noches locas
mándame un mensaje si ya son mas de las doce
doce menos diez

ya no tengo tiempo para la contemplación
ahora solo quiero disfrutar la sensación
no confío en nadie y no es por culpa del alcohol

no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
no me torturo eh
no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
miro para alante

tengo antojo de helao'
dame un beso frio endulzao'
que me sepa a mandarina
con burbujas como aspirina
con olor a tarta de queso
la textura de un pan entero
calentito solo pa mi
hazlo pensando solo en mi

te hago un hueco en la cama plegable
planes improvisados de tarde
ponemos algo de los noventa
la peli mas cliché que prefieras
como me gusta verte la espalda
sin el peto de color naranja
y pintarte solo con las huellas
una rosa con granos de arena
tu eres un universo en la tierra
dale que yo te llevo a Paris
nos montamos en alguna nube
y si quieres nos alquilo el Louvre
y te compro un helado de fresa
fresa rosa fresa palo fresa
fresa fresca fresita francesa
fresa tierna y luego una frambuesa

no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
no me torturo eh
no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
miro para alante

i thought i saw the sky falling
it was me in the end
im trynna' be the realest
i was falling way too fast
i know that you love me
pero no te sale bien
everybody talking about having a new benz
i wake up every morning wishing i could go back to bed again
the imaginary of my head
is always better than the things that are waiting outside for me
and i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it damn
wish i could but i cant help it
and i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it
to think that the things are coming to an end…

oye oye
llámame y dame un garbeo con tu coche
noches locas
mándame un mensaje si ya son mas de las doce
doce menos diez

ya no tengo tiempo para la contemplación
ahora solo quiero disfrutar la sensación
no confío en nadie y no es por culpa del alcohol

no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
no me torturo eh
no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
miro para alante

la brisa del patio
hojas de tabaco
bailan lentamente
entre flores del jardin

me pierdo en tus manos
no me pierdo nada
camino despacio
tranquilita junto a ti



EN:

hey hey
call me and give me a ride in your car
crazy nights
send me a message if it's after twelve o'clock
ten to twelve

I don't have time for contemplation anymore
now I just want to enjoy the feeling
I don't trust anyone and it's not because of the alcohol

I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I don't torture myself eh
I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I look forward

I'm craving for ice cream
give me a cold sweetened kiss
that tastes like tangerine
with bubbles like aspirin
with the smell of cheesecake
the texture of a whole loaf of bread
warm only for me
do it thinking only of me

I'll make room for you in the folding bed
improvised evening plans
we put on something from the nineties
the most cliché movie you want
how I like to see your back
without the orange training bib
and paint you only with your footprints
a rose with grains of sand
you are a universe on earth
come on, I'll take you to Paris
we'll ride on a cloud
and if you want I'll rent us the Louvre
and I'll buy you a strawberry ice cream
strawberry pink strawberry stick strawberry
fresh strawberry French strawberry
tender strawberry and then a raspberry

I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I don't torture myself eh
I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I look forward

i thought i saw the sky falling
it was me in the end
i'm trynna' be the realest
i was falling way too fast
i know that you love me
but you don't get it right
everybody talking about having a new benz
i wake up every morning wishing i could go back to bed again
the imaginary of my head
is always better than the things that are waiting outside for me
and i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it damn
wish i could but i cant help it
and i cant help it
I wish i could but i cant help it
to think that the things are coming to an end...

hey hey
call me and give me a ride in your car
crazy nights
send me a message if it's after twelve o'clock
ten to twelve

I don't have time for contemplation anymore
now I just want to enjoy the feeling
I don't trust anyone and it's not because of the alcohol

I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I don't torture myself eh
I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I look forward

the breeze in the courtyard
tobacco leaves
dance slowly
among the flowers in the garden

I lose myself in your hands
I don't miss anything
I walk slowly
calmly by your side

Ye shang hai, bu ye cheng.
Traduction :
Shanghai de nuit, une ville qui ne dort pas