ALMAS ROTAS Lyrics (English Translation) – YSY A, Naim

Read the full ALMAS ROTAS (English Translation) lyrics by YSY A, Naim and Oniria along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Intro]
Trap, trap, trap, trap
What’s up, Naim?
How are we doing outside, Bebeto? (Ah)
YSY (YSY)
YSY A (YSY, YSY)
Naim

[Verse 1]
Swimming here where the poison floats
A pool inside my glass
I fell to your party and left after a while

I can’t be with so many broken souls
How many broken people are looking for a rite
To get on the road
Give me a touch here with these rhythms
We’ll do something that even God enjoys
The answers come all together
The more I answer, the more questions I have
Sometimes not even one knows what is hidden
A catapult of my guilt
With a wine in hand for the apologies
I skid against its curves again
Once again I swear to you, God, it will be the last

[Chorus]
I risk my bet, I don’t believe in the polls
Wake up, it goes from sunrise to sunset, my hunger doesn’t go to bed
Coasting the abyss I became friends with the slope
A Sometimes it’s hard to give feeling to so many loose ideas
I risk my bet, I don’t believe in the polls
Wake up, it goes from sunrise to sunset, my hunger doesn’t go to bed
Surrounding the abyss I became friends with the slope
Sometimes it’s hard to give feeling to so many loose ideas, okay

[Verse 2]
Sometimes the saints don’t jump when I make a wish out loud

Sin comes out from my throat
If I want a beat, I import it from Salta, huh
I live the road, I don’t know what’s missing
Again I fall asleep bored, the same thing happens to me with so many
History repeated itself, the flame lit up and melted it
I wanted to see the trap and she regretted it
We burned a b0mb and her mouth drooled
The clothes look like an airplane
I flew out of bed, I fell into the chair
Looking for a space for passion

[Chorus]
I risk my bet, I don’t believe in the polls
Wake up, it goes from sunrise to sunset, My hunger doesn’t go to bed
Skirting the abyss I became friends with the slope
Sometimes it’s hard to give feeling to so many loose ideas