Lyrics of Trágame tierra - Celtas Cortos

Trágame tierra (original)

Esta mañana
aún no me he levantado y quizás
el viento y el mar
tampoco quieran salir del sueño chungo
en que están
que es la realidad.
El mar esta ahogado
de tanto tragar.
El viento no corre
no tiene alas ya.
Porque el hombre de hoy crece
a lo tonto el chaval,
no necesita el aire,
no necesita el mar,
no necesita el bosque,
con ellos quiere acabar.
Y esta mañana
por fin me he levantado, y quizá
el viento y el mar
se han despertado
y han matado a quien
les quiere matar
y han vuelto a brillar.
Y el hombre esta ahogado
por querer matar
a su propio hermano
el viento y el mar.
Y es que el hombre
de hoy crece
a lo tonto chaval
necesitaba el aire,
necesitaba el mar
necesitaba el bosque
y ahora todo ya da igual.

(translation)

This morning
I haven't gotten up yet and maybe
the wind and the sea
they don't want to get out of the bad dream either
what are they in
which is reality.
the sea is drowned
from so much swallowing
The wind doesn't run
it doesn't have wings anymore.
Because the man of today grows
foolishly the kid,
he doesn't need the air,
he doesn't need the sea,
he doesn't need the forest,
with them he wants to finish.
and this morning
I've finally got up, and maybe
the wind and the sea
they have woken up
and they have killed who
he wants to kill them
and they have shone again.
And the man is drowned
for wanting to kill
to his own brother
the wind and the sea.
And it is that man
of today grows
silly kid
he needed the air,
he needed the sea
i needed the forest
and now everything is the same.