Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song La mancha, artist - Bongo Botrako. Album song Todos los días sale el sol, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 30.10.2010
Record label: Kasba
Song language: Spanish
La mancha(original) |
Hoy hay otro barco en el fondo del mar |
Tiene en su vientre una herida mortal |
Y vierte petróleo sin haber pensao en el desastre que nos devolverá el tiempo |
Y vierte petróleo, nadie lo ha pensao, y en el aire por siempre se oirá un |
lamento |
Porque la tierra de esas cosas no se olvidará |
La escucharemos llorando |
Porque la tierra de esas cosas no se olvidará |
La escucharemos llorando |
Hoy ya queda menos mama tierra, y no queremos despertar |
Y si no hay tiempo para todos, sabes quien lo sufrirá |
Negro que entristece el aire, negro vi nuestro final |
Negro no desaparece, va muriendo nuestro mar |
Porque la tierra de esas cosas no se olvidará |
La escucharemos llorando |
Porque la tierra de esas cosas no se olvidará |
La escucharemos llorando |
Si de nada ha servido la experiencia |
Ya dudo de todo lo que escuchan mis orejas |
Ni me digas, ni me enseñes |
Ni me cuentes ya más |
La mancha ahí se quedará, la mancha ahí se quedará |
La escucharemos llorando |
La mancha ahí se quedará, la mancha ahí se quedará |
La escucharemos llorando |
(translation) |
Today there is another ship at the bottom of the sea |
He has a mortal wound in his belly |
And pour oil without having thought about the disaster that time will bring us back |
And pour oil, no one has thought, and in the air forever you will hear a |
lament |
Because the land of those things will not forget |
We will hear her crying |
Because the land of those things will not forget |
We will hear her crying |
Today there is less Mama Earth left, and we don't want to wake up |
And if there is no time for everyone, you know who will suffer |
Black that saddens the air, black I saw our end |
Black does not disappear, our sea is dying |
Because the land of those things will not forget |
We will hear her crying |
Because the land of those things will not forget |
We will hear her crying |
If the experience has been of no use |
I already doubt everything my ears hear |
Don't tell me, don't show me |
Don't tell me anymore |
The stain will stay there, the stain will stay there |
We will hear her crying |
The stain will stay there, the stain will stay there |
We will hear her crying |