Efímero English Translation Lyrics by Penyair
Flights, money, loves, and the place is packed
It’s fleeting
Hotels, clothes, and premieres
The numbers
Wanting them to be eternal
But nothing lasts forever
Success
Family comes first
Without it, no
Why do I want fame?
None of that
Compares to what’s real
Because nothing lasts forever
(Yeah)
I raise my hand and toast with my glass
Because now I never have time
But my closet is full of clothes
Proud, I tasted the soup
But what’s fame for?
Going crazy to make her crazy
I go from hotel to hotel, and plane to plane
Blessings
Now I hit the streets to complete the mission
I just got out of a relationship
The ambition
I feel it’s hurting my heart
No wonder,
Now it bothers me
This world I live in, surrounded by so many hypocrites and their envy
I listen to my mom’s advice—she’s my bible
And now I care about nothing and no one but my family, ha!
Survivor of this war
Learn this lesson
Doors open, and they close
Blessed, I touch the sky with both feet on the ground
If you’re high up, they won’t dig you out from deep down
Flights, money, loves, and the place is packed
It’s fleeting
Hotels, clothes, and premieres
The numbers
Wanting them to be eternal
But nothing lasts forever
Success
Family comes first
Without it, no
Why do I want fame?
None of that
Compares to what’s real
Because nothing lasts forever
When your mind is on money
Words mean nothing, they don’t know what it’s about
Friends don’t matter, those who love don’t matter
Kids don’t matter, mom doesn’t matter
When people forget where they came from
They change their friends and don’t even know who they are
Chasing worthless luxury to fill themselves up
Until they hit rock bottom and life stops them
I’m fine as long as I’ve got a bed
Nothing, even if the clothes are loose, I don’t care about the brand
Every time the crew welcomes me
I feel like Alpha in the second season
And now that they’ve got money, and now that they’ve got a visa
Don’t forget the smiles of those humble meals
The handmade gun, the foul smell of the neighborhood with the breeze
Flights, money, loves, and the place is packed
It’s fleeting
Hotels, clothes, and premieres
The numbers
Wanting them to be eternal
But nothing lasts forever
Success
Family comes first
Without it, no
Why do I want fame?
None of that
Compares to what’s real
Because nothing lasts forever
(Outro)
It hurts, because clipping wings hurts
We only have one shot
Out of thousands,
Out of hundreds,
Just
One moment
It hurts, because clipping wings hurts
We only have one shot
Out of thousands,
Out of hundreds,
Just
One moment