Lyrics of El peor sueño - Celtas Cortos

El peor sueño (original)

Se abrocharon la camisa, después se pusieron el traje
Se calzaron a sus queridas y sus zapatos más brillantes
Luego cogieron el bolso, (el de piel de cocodrilo)
Y lo llenaron con todo.
Con todo lo que les pidió su ombligo
Ahí metieron toda la pasta.
Toda ilusión, toda esperanza
Toda vergüenza, toda rabia.
La poca que aún nos quedaba
Lo guardaron con mucho esmero
Para hacer hueco al botín
No es frecuente ver tanto dinero
Saliendo junto de un solo país
Hospitales sin camas.
Escuelas sin maestros.
Casas abandonadas a la fuerza por sus dueños
Nos lo quitaron todo.
Todo lo que quisieron
Nos dejaron desnudos en medio del peor sueño
Hicieron suyas las leyes.
Eran todos buenos tramperos
Con ellas llegaron a reyes.
Chuleando al pueblo entero
Tiraron todo por tierra.
Llenaron todo de polvo
Hundiendo todo en la mierda
Tus derechos, mis anhelos, nuestros logros

(translation)

They buttoned up their shirts, then put on their suits
They put on their darlings and their brightest shoes
Then they took the bag, (the crocodile skin one)
And they filled it with everything.
With everything your navel asked of you
That's where they put all the dough.
All illusion, all hope
All shame, all rage.
The little that we still had left
They kept it very carefully
To make room for loot
It is not often to see so much money
Leaving together from a single country
Hospitals without beds.
Schools without teachers.
Houses abandoned by force by their owners
They took everything from us.
all they wanted
They left us naked in the middle of the worst dream
They made the laws their own.
They were all good trappers
With them they became kings.
pimping the whole town
They threw everything to the ground.
They filled everything with dust
Sinking it all in the shit
Your rights, my desires, our achievements