Translation of the song lyrics Rayos - Huecco

Rayos (original)

Rayos de tormenta que vomitan cataratas
que se beben a la gente de las zonas mas pobladas
si miras a familias con la cara asustada a la deriva
de esas mezclas de abono y agua.
Besos presidentes son mala gente
pa' los supervivientes.
Toda la pendiente para los tenientes,
no para el medio ambiente.
ESTRIBILLO:
Y la tierra no levanta cabeza,
a menudo vemos que se cabrea,
nuestras vidas te importan una mierda, siii.
El sabor del petrіleo es goloso
y ten­as en un puro el tratado de Quioto.
Rayos ultravioletas que castigan la piel,
imparables con los huecos que provocan CCC,
chimeneas del planeta en tu pais ya se ve,
prostituyen los acuerdos segєn tu inter (c)s.
Y esos presidentes son como serpientes pa' los supervivientes,
toda la pendiente para los tenientes,
no para el medio ambiente.
(ESTRIBILLO)
Quedan rayos X para radiografiar los efectos
secundarios de esta prueba nuclear,
Presidente, venga ya!
Que usted no estЎ presente en los planes de la Paz
pero si puede en caliente y vuelve a contaminar,
sonriente, buscarЎ un plato diferente,
para poder reba±ar las sobras de los clientes que se han vuelto a confiar,
inocente, no tendrЎ la calma que te calma el alma,
dЎlmata, de la falsa farsa de la libertad.
(ESTRIBILLO)
Y la tierra prepara una sorpresa,
consecuencia de pol­tica fieras,
uy los vientos se tornan gran tormentas,
que se joden las ciudades enteras,
vuestras vidas te importan una mierda, siii.
El sabor del voto es muy goloso
arrancas a mordiscos la capa de ozono.
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Rayos (translation)

Thunderbolts spewing cataracts
that drink the people of the most populated areas
if you look at families with frightened faces drifting
of those mixtures of fertilizer and water.
kisses presidents are bad people
for the survivors.
All the slope for the lieutenants,
not for the environment.
CHORUS:
And the earth does not raise its head,
we often see him get pissed off,
You don't give a shit about our lives, yeah
The taste of oil is sweet
and you had the Quito treaty on a cigar.
Ultraviolet rays that punish the skin,
unstoppable with the gaps that cause CCC,
chimneys of the planet in your country you can see,
they prostitute the agreements according to your interest (c)s.
And those presidents are like snakes for the survivors,
all the slope for the lieutenants,
not for the environment.
(CHORUS)
X-rays remain to radiograph the effects
side effects of this nuclear test,
President, come on!
That you are not present in the plans of La Paz
but if it can be hot and it contaminates again,
smiling, I will look for a different dish,
to be able to herd the leftovers of clients who have re-trusted,
innocent, I will not have the calm that calms your soul,
Dalmatian, of the false farce of freedom.
(CHORUS)
And the earth prepares a surprise,
consequence of fierce politics,
oops the winds become great storms,
that entire cities are screwed,
your lives don't give a shit, yeah.
The flavor of the vote is very sweet
you bite off the ozone layer.
Thank you