Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Commandante, artist - HétköznaPI CSAlódások. Album song Mi A Picsa, Avagy Negyedszázad Lázad, in the genre ПанкCommandante(original) |
| Utánad készülünk egyre, |
| Mióta a hegyekre kapva |
| Feljött a hited napja, |
| Hogy a halált leteperje |
| És itt marad a világra, |
| Figyelve fegyvered szavára |
| A harc, hogy utadat járja. |
| Commandante Che Guevara |
| Commandante Che Guevara |
| Arriva, arriva, hej! |
| A halál először rettent |
| Először hanyatlott hátra |
| Mikor felkelt Santa Clara, |
| Hogy jöveteledre seregeljen. |
| És itt marad a világra, |
| Figyelve fegyvered szavára |
| A harc, hogy utadat járja. |
| Commandante Che Guevara |
| Commandante Che Guevara |
| Arriva, arriva, hej! |
| Sosem csalódott benne, |
| Ki karodnak erejét várta |
| Hajlott mindig új csatákra |
| A forradalmak szerelme. |
| És itt marad a világra, |
| Figyelve fegyvered szavára |
| A harc, hogy utadat járja. |
| Commandante Che Guevara |
| Commandante Che Guevara |
| Arriva, arriva, hej! |
| A sírodat hiába ássák |
| A vérrel vegyitett sárba, |
| Hisz gyilkosod se látta |
| A mosolyodnak apadását. |
| És itt marad a világra, |
| Figyelve fegyvered szavára |
| A harc, hogy utadat járja. |
| Commandante Che Guevara |
| Commandante Che Guevara |
| Arriva, arriva, hej! |
| (translation) |
| We're getting ready for you, |
| Ever since I got to the mountains |
| The day of your faith has come, |
| To sweep away death |
| And here it stays for the world, |
| Listening to the word of your gun |
| The struggle to get your way. |
| Commandante Che Guevara |
| Commandante Che Guevara |
| Arriva, arriva, hey! |
| Death was terrifying at first |
| He fell backwards for the first time |
| When Santa Clara got up, |
| To arm you for your coming. |
| And here it stays for the world, |
| Listening to the word of your gun |
| The struggle to get your way. |
| Commandante Che Guevara |
| Commandante Che Guevara |
| Arriva, arriva, hey! |
| He was never disappointed, |
| Who waited for the strength of their arm |
| He was always bent on new battles |
| The love of revolutions. |
| And here it stays for the world, |
| Listening to the word of your gun |
| The struggle to get your way. |
| Commandante Che Guevara |
| Commandante Che Guevara |
| Arriva, arriva, hey! |
| Your grave will be dug in vain |
| In the mud mixed with blood, |
| You didn't see your killer |
| Your smile subsides. |
| And here it stays for the world, |
| Listening to the word of your gun |
| The struggle to get your way. |
| Commandante Che Guevara |
| Commandante Che Guevara |
| Arriva, arriva, hey! |