Lyrics of Mucha Gente - El Arrebato

Mucha Gente (original)

A la patera, se agarrará
en la otra orilla, le juraron libertad
morir ahogado no importa ya subir a cambio de una posibilidad
Que importa la basura
si no me salpica
que importa si hay avispas
si a mi no me pican
Que importa si en el mundo
no se cierran las heridas
si en mi casa tengo la hoguera siempre encendida
-estribillo bis-
Que en esta bola de tierra
hay, hay, haay
mucha gente, pero pocas personas
muchas puertas, pero nadie se asoma
mucho ego, y mu poca paciencia
to lo queremos arreglar cn la violencia
y cuando enciendo el televisor
hay unos ojos que me miran con dolor
niño negrito y pregunton
que me repite por que como pan y el no
y por que tengo tanta agua,
y el no
y por que tengo medicinas,
y el no
y tengo mantas pa taparme
y el no
y tengo techo pa la lluvia
y el no, y el no, y el noo
-estribillo bis-
que en esta bola de tierra
hay, hay, haay
mucha gente, pero pocas personas
muchas puertas, pero nadie se asoma
mucho ego, y mu poca paciencia
to lo queremos arreglar cn la violencia
y un avioncito, y un bombardeo
y el que la forma solamente mueve un deo
vence la fuerza y no, no la razon
ninguno arregla nada y los dos causan dolor
dolor, pero tu tranquilo hermano que no pasa na quedate agustito y sentaito en tu sofa mientras en el mundo sobra dolor
mucha gente, pero pocas personas
muchas puertas, pero nadie se asoma
mucho ego, y mu poca paciencia
to lo queremos arreglar con la violencia…

(translation)

To the patera, he will grab
on the other shore, they swore freedom
to die by drowning doesn't matter and to climb in exchange for a chance
What does garbage matter?
if it doesn't splash me
what does it matter if there are wasps
yes they don't sting me
What does it matter if in the world
the wounds do not close
if in my house I have the bonfire always lit
-chorus encore-
that in this ball of earth
there is, there is, haah
many people, but few people
many doors, but no one looks out
a lot of ego, and a little patience
we want to fix everything with violence
and when i turn on the tv
there are some eyes that look at me with pain
black boy and question
that he repeats to me because I eat bread and he doesn't
and why do I have so much water,
and he doesn't
and because I have medicines,
and he doesn't
and I have blankets to cover myself
and he doesn't
and I have a roof for the rain
and the no, and the no, and the noo
-chorus encore-
that in this ball of earth
there is, there is, haah
many people, but few people
many doors, but no one looks out
a lot of ego, and a little patience
we want to fix everything with violence
and a little plane, and a bombardment
and the one who forms it only moves one finger
force wins and no, not reason
neither fixes anything and both cause pain
pain, but your calm brother that doesn't happen at all, stay comfortable and sit on your sofa while there is plenty of pain in the world
many people, but few people
many doors, but no one looks out
a lot of ego, and a little patience
we want to fix everything with violence…