Letra 'Confessions' de 'Madonna' traducida al español

I was three feet from the floor
Gasping for air
Trying to release my father's hands from my throat
I looked into his eyes and wondered
If my feet would ever touch the floor again
Have you ever been hit so hard that it sends your body flying across the room?
We all fall to the floor at some point
It's how you pick yourself up
that's the real challenge
Isn't It?
I've always lived im my own world
And I dance to escape my troubles
I've learned that there's light even in the darkest places
I can't blame my father for anything
You can't rely on other people to make you happy
But I Know deep donw inside
He loved me

There was a time
I suffered so much i want to get it out of me
I would cut my arms
Not to kill myself
I don't want die
I know I am lucky to be on this earth
I did It so the physical Pain
Would calm the pain that was eating me inside
Nothing was erased
I leave with my past tucked away
Deep Inside of me
It comes out as an explosion and...
It invades me
I believe we are messengers on Earth
I believe in angels
I am blessed by God to tell myself
I suffered that much to become who I am today

Now, you have to realize
Not only do I have a family
But now I have a whole hood
And That's power
But I ain't no Grimey-Ass Nigga
I was never out to kill anybody
Especially when I made that decision to Gang-Bang
I just wanted to fit in
But one day
I was forced to something that made me open my eyes
And I realised that this shit ain't no game
One of the homies got popped
And I was pressured into doing my first drive-by
It was kinda fucked up the way they tried to set me up
Me and my bro, we was headed back to the eight block
Some homies rolled up and they asked us to go somewhere
We pulled up to the corner
Then he placed a chunky-ass gun in my ride
He said 'You know what to do with it'
It's time to get poppin' for the hood
But I wasn't out to kill anybody.

I was scape like that

Yo estaba a tres pies del suelo
Falta de aire
Tratar de liberar las manos de mi padre de mi garganta
Me miró a los ojos y se preguntó
Si alguna vez mis pies tocan el suelo otra vez
¿Alguna vez has sido golpeado tan fuerte que le envía su cuerpo volando por la habitación?
Todos caen al suelo en algún momento
Se trata de cómo te levantas
ese es el verdadero reto
¿No es?
Siempre he vivido soy mi propio mundo
Y bailo para escapar de mis problemas
He aprendido que hay luz, incluso en los lugares más oscuros
No puedo culpar a mi padre para cualquier cosa
No se puede depender de otras personas para hacerte feliz
Pero sé muy dentro de donw
Él me amó

Hubo un tiempo
He sufrido tanto que quiero sacarlo de mí
Me corté los brazos
No me mato
No quiero morir
Yo sé que soy afortunado de estar en esta tierra
Lo hice por lo que el dolor físico
Calmaría el dolor que me estaba comiendo en el interior
Nada fue borrado
Me voy con mi pasado escondido
En el interior profundo de mí
Sale como una explosión y ...
Me invade
Creo que son los mensajeros de la Tierra
Creo en los ángeles
He sido bendecido por Dios para decirle mysel

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