Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Combate, artist - Desorden Público. Date of issue: 10.12.2000
Song language: Spanish
Combate(original) |
| Fuertes, poderosos |
| Todos cada uno de nosotros |
| A menos que no haya inspiración |
| Punalada trapera al avance y la imaginación |
| Rebelde por siempre |
| Rebelde hasta la muerte |
| Y que el destino perdone |
| El cansancio de la edad a la que llegues |
| Nunca voy a espera morirme de hambre |
| Pa' cantar lo que me duele |
| Caracoles, cascabeles |
| Para saber cuando podré yo verte |
| Ay mamá |
| Morena Libertad, cuándo será? |
| Eeá Desorden ‘ta en la calle |
| Eeá Desorden ‘ta en la calle |
| Eeá Desorden ‘ta en la calle |
| Eeá Desorden ‘ta en la calle |
| Combate |
| Combate |
| Combate |
| Combate |
| Empuja, empuja |
| Empuja, corazón empuja |
| Sangre roja corajuda |
| Desde este lado de mi pecho |
| Quiero estar presente en la masacre de las penas |
| De los alambres de púas, y de las urnas injustas |
| Quiero estar presente y que mejoren las escuelas |
| Mire mi pana que el que no inventa yerra |
| Nunca voy a espera morirme de hambre |
| Pa' cantar lo que me duele |
| Caracoles, cascabeles |
| Para saber cuando podré yo verte |
| Ay mamá |
| Morena Libertad, cuándo será? |
| Eeá Desorden ‘ta en la calle |
| Eeá Desorden ‘ta en la calle |
| Eeá Desorden ‘ta en la calle |
| Eeá Desorden ‘ta en la calle |
| Combate |
| Combate |
| Combate |
| Combate |
| Combate |
| Combate |
| Combate |
| Combate |
| (translation) |
| strong, mighty |
| all each of us |
| Unless there is no inspiration |
| Backstab at progress and imagination |
| rebel forever |
| Rebel to the death |
| And may fate forgive |
| The tiredness of the age you reach |
| I'll never wait to starve |
| To sing what hurts me |
| snails, rattles |
| To know when I will be able to see you |
| Ow mom |
| Morena Libertad, when will it be? |
| Eeá Disorder 'ta in the street |
| Eeá Disorder 'ta in the street |
| Eeá Disorder 'ta in the street |
| Eeá Disorder 'ta in the street |
| Combat |
| Combat |
| Combat |
| Combat |
| push, push |
| push heart push |
| courageous red blood |
| From this side of my chest |
| I want to be present in the massacre of sorrows |
| From the barbed wires, and from the unjust ballot boxes |
| I want to be present and for schools to improve |
| Look at my corduroy that he who does not invent is wrong |
| I'll never wait to starve |
| To sing what hurts me |
| snails, rattles |
| To know when I will be able to see you |
| Ow mom |
| Morena Libertad, when will it be? |
| Eeá Disorder 'ta in the street |
| Eeá Disorder 'ta in the street |
| Eeá Disorder 'ta in the street |
| Eeá Disorder 'ta in the street |
| Combat |
| Combat |
| Combat |
| Combat |
| Combat |
| Combat |
| Combat |
| Combat |