Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Se Van , by - Hernaldo ZunigaRelease date: 31.12.2000
Song language: Spanish
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Se Van , by - Hernaldo ZunigaSe Van(original) |
| Otro más que cae y se marcha |
| hay que enfriar champán. |
| El dictador temblando se dice «Ya me llamarán» |
| ha llegado nuestro tiempo |
| me pongo teatral |
| y me abrazo a la memoria |
| aprendiendo a caminar |
| por ese futuro que ya es hoy. |
| Tal vez será mejor que me calle |
| e intentar oir |
| el crujir de su estatua a caballo |
| en Plaza Mayor |
| una madre llora al hijo |
| que nunca volvió, |
| a esa herida no hay consuelo |
| ¿Qué hacer para sacudir? |
| el odio heredado, el dolor. |
| Se van, se van, se van para siempre, |
| se van, se van, se van, y no vuelvan, |
| se van, se van, se van, ¡a la mierda ya! |
| buscan la noche para poder huir |
| salen por esa puerta que hay atrás, |
| no hay perdón, no hay final, |
| puede que haya una ley que los ampare |
| pero en esta canción no hay quién los salve |
| se van, se van. |
| se van, se van… |
| Hay que hacer instalar con urgencia |
| un nuevo país |
| sin poner cadena a los sueños |
| y recuperar |
| el atajo que nos lleve |
| a saber conjugar |
| todo verbo que desprenda |
| el vocablo «libertad» |
| No hay mejor venganza que la paz. |
| Se van, se van, se van para siempre, |
| se van, se van, se van, y no vuelvan, |
| se van, se van, se van, ¡a la mierda ya! |
| buscan la noche para poder huir |
| salen por esa puerta que hay atrás, |
| no hay perdón, no hay final, |
| puede que haya una ley que los ampare |
| pero en esta canción no hay quién los salve |
| se van, se van. |
| se van, se van… (Bis) |
| (translation) |
| Another one that falls and leaves |
| Champagne needs to be chilled. |
| The trembling dictator says to himself "They'll call me" |
| our time has come |
| I get theatrical |
| and I embrace the memory |
| learning to walk |
| for that future that already is today. |
| Maybe I'd better shut up |
| and try to hear |
| the creaking of his statue on horseback |
| in Main Square |
| a mother mourns her son |
| that he never came back |
| there is no comfort to that wound |
| What to do to shake? |
| the inherited hatred, the pain. |
| They go, they go, they go forever, |
| they go, they go, they go, and they don't come back, |
| they go, they go, they go, to hell with it! |
| they look for the night to be able to flee |
| They go out that door in the back. |
| there is no forgiveness, there is no end, |
| there may be a law that protects them |
| but in this song there is no one to save them |
| they go, they go |
| they go, they go... |
| Need to be installed urgently |
| a new country |
| without putting a chain on dreams |
| and retrieve |
| the shortcut that takes us |
| to know how to conjugate |
| every verb that gives off |
| the word "freedom" |
| There is no better revenge than peace. |
| They go, they go, they go forever, |
| they go, they go, they go, and they don't come back, |
| they go, they go, they go, to hell with it! |
| they look for the night to be able to flee |
| They go out that door in the back. |
| there is no forgiveness, there is no end, |
| there may be a law that protects them |
| but in this song there is no one to save them |
| they go, they go |
| they go, they go… (Bis) |