Translation of the song lyrics Ya No Hay - Cultura Profética, Los Cafres

Ya No Hay (original)

Voy a empezar a comunicar lo que en tu boca esta
Parace promediar en la gente amargura y dolor
Y es que ya no hay!
verguenza no hay
Ya no queda vergüenza solo impunidad
Y ya no hay, respeto no hay mas
Palabras tan huecas imposible es llenarlas
Mensajes con doble sentido
Tratando de confundirnos
Siguiendo la ruta del juego
Juego de opresión sin posible salida
Carne de cañón en esta imperio mano de obra barata
Nunca se queja, facil se aplasta
El que no llora no mama
Y como sigue este cuento sr.
presidente
Es Ud. solo una marioneta o también es director
Y donde el amor por lo tuyo
Por favor para de entregar ya no queda mucho
Y solo le digo que no se equivoque Sr
Esta pisando un jardín que Ud. no sembró
Por mas que busque y busque ya no hay
Entre tanta basura, nada puedo encontrar
Nada sólidamente puro que me de una esperanza
Es que hay tanta tanta tanta tanta bosta
Todos los criminales se pasan la posta
Sin detenerse ni un segundo a pensar
Sin detenserse ni un segundo a bacilar
Cuantas familias están por arruinar
Pero como creer como no dudar
Ejemplos sobran para desconfiar
Si pudiéramos elegir solo por su conciencia
Y no tuviéramos que soportar esta sucia decadencia
Mmh no creo que alcance la paciencia
Es que siempre llega mas que tarde la ciencia

Ya No Hay (translation)

I'm going to start communicating what's in your mouth
It seems to average bitterness and pain in people
And there is no more!
shame there is no
There is no longer any shame, only impunity
And there is no more, respect there is no more
Words so hollow it is impossible to fill them
double meaning messages
trying to confuse us
Following the game path
Game of oppression with no way out
Cannon fodder in this cheap labor empire
He never complains, he easily crushes
He who does not cry does not breastfeed
And how does this story continue, Mr.
President
Are you just a puppet or are you also a director
And where the love for what is yours
Please stop delivering there is not much left
And I'm just telling you don't make a mistake Mr.
You are stepping on a garden that you did not plant
As much as I search and search there is no longer
Among so much garbage, I can't find anything
Nothing solidly pure that gives me a hope
It's just that there is so much so much shit
All criminals pass the baton
Without stopping for a second to think
Without stopping for a second to bacillate
How many families are about to ruin
But how to believe how not to doubt
There are plenty of examples to distrust
If we could choose only for your conscience
And we didn't have to put up with this dirty decay
Mmh I don't think I'll reach patience
It is that science always arrives more than late