Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gaia , by - Celtas Cortos. Song from the album C'est la vie, in the genre Фолк-рокRelease date: 08.05.2003
Record label: Dro East West
Song language: Spanish
Gaia(original) |
| Pedi lluvia y me echaron al aljibe |
| Me dan lagrimas si quiero ver el mar |
| Pedi un beso y ve lo que me han dado |
| Ya se que escupir es una forma de besar |
| Pero siguiendo este fresco enunciado |
| Tal vez llover sea una forma de llorar |
| Incendios forestales si pido calor |
| Acrbatas si lo que quiero es amor |
| Pedi fuego y con el cuerpo ya no puedo |
| Ya se que herrar es como pedir lealtad |
| Pero siguiendo la luz del mas cuerdo |
| Tal vez arder sea una forma de sanar |
| He kue yamba O domina ya He kue yamba O domina pronto ya He kue yamba O domina ya He kue yamba O domina pronto ya Sofoco antidisturbios si pido aliento |
| Cuchicheos si mi kena he de tocar |
| Pido espacio al viento painiciar mi vuelo |
| Ya se que caer es una forma de volar |
| El aire estremece la piel del arroyuelo |
| Y el ulular del viento es ludico cantar |
| Pido tierra y me dan campos minados |
| Transgnicos por miel de mi palmar |
| Pido un trozo pa sembrar con todo el respeto |
| Ya se que la tumba es un puerto pa regresar |
| Ahora retumba la voz del ancestro |
| Tal vez los sismos sean dulce despertar |
| He kue yamba O domina ya He kue yamba O domina pronto ya He kue yamba O domina ya He kue yamba O domina pronto ya Gaia ama Gaia, el gallo de tres pies |
| Haya amor, que haya! |
| El hombre y la mujer |
| Santa Manta Raya y un guante del revs |
| Vuelvo a la Nueva Vizcaya |
| Y el homo sapiens da traspis |
| (translation) |
| I asked for rain and they threw me into the cistern |
| They give me tears if I want to see the sea |
| I asked for a kiss and see what they have given me |
| I know that spitting is a way of kissing |
| But following this cool statement |
| Maybe rain is a way of crying |
| Forest fires if I ask for heat |
| Acrobats if what I want is love |
| I asked for fire and with the body I can no longer |
| I know that branding is like asking for loyalty |
| But following the light of the sanest |
| Maybe burning is a way to heal |
| He kue yamba O dominates already He kue yamba O dominates soon already He kue yamba O dominates already He kue yamba O dominates soon already Riot suffocation if I ask for encouragement |
| Whispers if I have to touch my kena |
| I ask for space to the wind to start my flight |
| I know that falling is a way of flying |
| The air shakes the skin of the brook |
| And the howl of the wind is ludicrous to sing |
| I ask for land and they give me minefields |
| GMOs for honey from my palm trees |
| I ask for a piece to plant with all due respect |
| I know that the grave is a port to return |
| Now echoes the voice of the ancestor |
| Maybe earthquakes are a sweet awakening |
| He kue yamba O dominates now He kue yamba O dominates soon now He kue yamba O dominates now He kue yamba O dominates soon now Gaia loves Gaia, the three-footed rooster |
| Let there be love, let there be! |
| The man and the woman |
| Santa Manta Ray and a reverse glove |
| I return to Nueva Vizcaya |
| And the homo sapiens gives traspis |