Los Zurdos Mueren Antes Lyrics in English Nach

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Hours in front of a page

Thinking

Years in front of a page

Talking

Worlds under the skin

Traveling

How to calm my being?

Searching

To speak is another way to hush heartbreak

To pray only makes the sinner waste time

I've fallen so much that the floor is my best friend

I only listen to the heart, the rest is noise

I'm still alive, even lost because the road is long

I'm only believable when I say what I think

Your lack of consensus today screams at me with urgency

That in rap there're never emergency exits

It's the incoherence of existing, I don't celebrate great feats

But from small things I know how to make the biggest parties

I was the one who kept each listener away from the abyss

But tell me: who protects me from myself?

Wishing that David will look for Goliath and defeat him

Wishing that the soap bubble never bursts

Impossible, I live waiting for the impossible

Trying to repeat the unrepeatable

Free, that's how I am when I catch what I feel and tell it to you

They call it maturity, to jump with no net, to fall laughing

I propose a tango, with a toast playing in the background

You listen to me while puffing big hits of your Greenpeace

Greenpeace

I live in my blank pages

While I paint furies and erase my disenchantments

Fear and anger, memories that are lies

They don't understand that a poem can save their life

Don't measure my worth by my manliness or my economy

Measure it by my good handwriting

I suffer from joy, even though my faith stays unsure

And all my scars are shaped like a smile

I'm the prisoner

But who will be the key?

I cough and cough

But who will be the syrup that stops this decay?

I'm one of those who will never believe in anything

But who want everything

Proud to see my daisies dried out

Proud not to be what you sometimes need

Proud that I don't give a sh*t if you invite me

And to stare lying at the ceiling with no visits, yeah

I live in an era where fools get comfy

Where caring about language is no longer in fashion, yeah

I live in an era where kids are corroded

Where Wisin & Yandel sell more than Leonard Cohen

And what are you waiting for?

I prefer sad things

Spiders over swans, dramas over jokes

Nothing to lose when you don't care if you exist

When she rejects you, but you keep insisting

My three parts are: heart, mind and balls

Guess which of them lays down the conditions

So many temptations that sidle up to my side

But I walk relaxed on every cliff

Alone, so many metaphors alone

Rap paints palaces on top of its shacks

I come with the face of a 'Goodbye' more than a 'Hello'

With a mic on my ankle like someone bringing a pistol

And so at ease in Alcatraz

The prison of my freedom where I find myself in peace

In peace!

Peace is never being on any side

Peace is not explaining to anybody the where or the when

Peace is erasing, creating new worlds

It's disappointing you and soon moving on to another matter

Peace to all those who suffered and still trust

To those whose pain has never stopped them from smiling

Love was my only ideology

And the prettiest girl was always the one who least pretended to be

I don't miss the train of luck in case it's the only one

I give every kiss real hard in case it's the last one

I don't suffer stage fright, I love my audience

My lines soothe way more than a barbiturate

What can I do if those bastards have turned me to stone

With no awards, but I'm like a war hero

What am I gonna do if they imitate me and don't admit it

I know there's no modesty if I'm a stripper of the soul

I write labyrinths and I rap freedoms

So mistrustful, I don't even believe in my truths anymore

So many doors, but there're no keys

You know that my mental fears always arrive on time

You see, I travel through the cracks that time leaves me

Yesterday I planned everything that's happening to me now

I don't regret the bullets I spent

I didn't crawl either to grab a slice of the cake

I'm sorry

That today I witness my progress more than my income

Always close to my bars, like a prisoner

And I enjoy it, no, there's no other substitute, no

My rap teaches all that school doesn't

And I do it smooth as silk

I only rest if they sedate me

If here it's an 'Every man for himself'

It must be I no longer know how to give you what you expect

It must be I don't care, if we must fight, I fight

I carry in every flow another two boxing gloves

I see so many rappers with manure in their mouth

I show up and I f*ck them without even taking my clothes off

And good thing I'm not immortal

How sad it'd be to live knowing there's no end

A wise man told me: 'Throw away your baggage'

He said the trendiest thing now is not wearing even one tattoo

He said: 'There's so much staging and so many posers'

He said even the most chatterbox can end up mute

And today I greet an older me, but it doesn't bother me

Because I make music and then I'm eternally young

After so many turns I'm still at the same door

So many dead ends, so many nights on alert

But if I don't work, every day is a wound

If they try to bring me down it's because they see I'm up

Welcome to my version of events

To these verses that tell you to pay more attention to the chest

To change, damn it, you're nobody if you don't fight

I don't say it, you say it because you listen to me

I'm still in the hands of god Time, I never beat him

Whether he caresses me or drowns me depends on me

I only saw words where others saw scraps

That's why silence doesn't take my place

I traveled the world, I saw joys and laments

But the most intense journey was the one I took inside myself

What am I gonna do if I no longer know how to hit the brakes

If I love going out to look for thunder and obscene kisses

I have poison, you the antidote and opposites attract

That's how I pick up the doubts that fall from you

Even the smart one gets distracted, letting his oars fall

But there're so many fools here judging others' mistakes

Me with my movie, I let you see the trailer

I know there's only rain, smoke and air

I know I only know how to cross myself

And the sweet side of life almost never seduces me

I dived among the harmful until I shivered

Now I write because I know that's my way to scream

They can imitate me and I leave them the crumbs

They know I'm nine albums ahead of them

I have no insomnia left, even the demon has slept

I live from the spring, but I learn from the autumn

I cut my chains like my lawn

But sadness came to see me, there's no room for another guest

And in this asylum what's forbidden rests

Travel with me, I promise you the truth

I've always been one of the misunderstood

And in this living, the only challenge is happiness

And it's obvious that sometimes I also give up

That I leave hell to stroll through limbo

That I face the injustice I don't extinguish

Even if it breaks my heart like slices of Bimbo bread

I know who I am, I know the effect I cause you

But I'm much more myself without spotlight or applause

That's my victory, to do something exceptional

And that when you see me on the street you see someone totally normal

My martial art is ignoring whoever provokes

Some speak with their eyes, some look with their mouth

But don't get confused, I also know how to kill fast

And I know there're caresses that mark you like a whip

That crash against the rock of oblivion

Then die out at sea along with thousands of fake loves

Cry with me

And one tear spills and waters what we lost

And that's all, folks

Now take the baton and fly, go out there and seek

Without rest until every wound bleeds

I already reached my goal, now your game begins

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zurdos — left-handers

Zurdos means "left-handers". It's an intriguing word choice for a song title, immediately sparking curiosity about its significance.

In the context of the song, which is titled "Los Zurdos Mueren Antes" (Left-Handers Die Sooner), it likely serves as a metaphor for those who are different, unconventional, or go against the norm. Nach, known for his introspective and often critical lyrics, might be using "zurdos" to represent artists, thinkers, or individuals who don't fit into societal expectations, suggesting their unique path comes with its own challenges and perhaps a metaphorical "shorter lifespan" in a world not built for them.

Los Zurdos Mueren Antes is Nach’s raw diary set to a beat: the Spanish MC unpacks sleepless nights spent over blank pages, the falls that taught him resilience, and the stubborn fire that keeps him rapping even when the world feels upside-down. He paints himself as both prisoner and warden, sinner and savior, mixing witty self-deprecation with razor-sharp social critique. Nach questions easy faith, mocks commercial fads, and admits to dancing on the edge of his own doubts, yet every bar is a reminder that art can turn scars into smiles and noise into meaningful sound.

The song’s heartbeat is a call for authenticity. Nach urges listeners to trust their hearts, fight for their dreams, and accept that peace is found in creating new worlds rather than choosing sides. Love is his only ideology, words are his weapon, and happiness is the ever-moving target worth chasing. By the closing verse he passes the torch, inviting us to step outside, get bruised, and write our own verses—because, as he shows, the longest journey is the one taken within.

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