Lyrics of Gente - El Sueño de Morfeo

Gente (original)

Hay un mundo extraño
Raro, singular
Gira continuamente
Da mil vueltas no puede parar
Un mundo complejo
Que esconde sus secretos
De donde venimos
Y luego a donde iremos
Quien pone las normas quien decide
Quien maneja la verdad
Solo somos gente, gente
Mucha gente
Que sonríe y que llora por dentro
Que se fue y que hoy echas de menos
Gente que te quiere
Gente que te hiere
Gente que esta sola aunque halla mucha gente
Que defiende la desigualdad
Que esta enferma de imbecilidad
Que desmiente con lo que promete
Gente dominante
Gente indiferente
Hay un mundo herido
Que empieza a sangrar
Sigue girando
Pide menos de lo que nos da
Tan descompensado
Tan mal gestionado
Mundo de injusticias
Mundo lastimado
Quien mueve los hilos quien decide
Quien maneja la verdad
Solo somos gente, gente
Que sonríe y que llora por dentro
Que se fue y que hoy echas de menos
Gente que te quiere
Gente que te hiere
Gente que esta sola aunque halla mucha gente
Que defiende la desigualdad
Que esta enferma de imbecilidad
Que desmiente con lo que promete
Gente dominante
Gente indiferente
Somos mucha gente
Gente, diferente
Somos muchos, somos gente
Tanta gente, gente diferente
Mucha gente
Que sonríe y que llora por dentro
Que se fue y que hoy echas de menos
Gente que te quiere
Gente que te hiere
Gente que esta sola aunque halla mucha gente
Que defiende la desigualdad
Que esta enferma de imbecilidad
Que desmiente con lo que promete
Gente dominante
Gente indiferente
Mucha gente

(translation)

there is a strange world
rare, unique
rotate continuously
It goes around a thousand times, it can't stop
a complex world
that hides its secrets
Where we come from
And then where will we go
Who sets the rules who decides
who handles the truth
We're just people, people
Many people
That smiles and that cries inside
That he left and that you miss today
people who love you
people who hurt you
People who are alone although there are many people
Who defends inequality
That she is sick of imbecility
That it denies with what it promises
domineering people
indifferent people
There is a wounded world
that starts to bleed
keep spinning
Ask for less than what you give us
so unbalanced
so poorly managed
world of injustices
hurt world
Who pulls the strings who decides
who handles the truth
We're just people, people
That smiles and that cries inside
That he left and that you miss today
people who love you
people who hurt you
People who are alone although there are many people
Who defends inequality
That she is sick of imbecility
That it denies with what it promises
domineering people
indifferent people
we are a lot of people
Different people
We are many, we are people
So many different people
Many people
That smiles and that cries inside
That he left and that you miss today
people who love you
people who hurt you
People who are alone although there are many people
Who defends inequality
That she is sick of imbecility
That it denies with what it promises
domineering people
indifferent people
Many people