Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Guerra, artist - Kaotiko. Album song En directo, in the genre Панк
Date of issue: 09.04.2005
Record label: Gor
Song language: Spanish
Guerra(original) |
Gente sencilla de un pequeño pueblo |
Que un día sufre una invasión |
El ejército se apoderó de sus tierras sin razón |
Armarse hasta los dientes era su única solución |
Decidieron hacerlo y luchar contra su agresor |
Guerra sin tregua al invasor |
Hay que declararles guerra, no hay más solución |
Guerra, nos quieren someter |
Pero no nos dejaremos |
Guerra, lucha sin perdón |
Había nacido para defender |
Nuestro pueblo de la guerra |
Por si algún listo se quería hacer |
Con todas nuestras tierras |
Así fue como comenzó |
Aquella sangrienta guerra |
El pueblo defiende contra su agresor |
Todas sus dependencias |
Guerra sin tregua … |
Revolución era aquello que le llamaban |
El pueblo alzó sus armas sin compasión |
No podían ver cómo les arrebataban |
Todas sus tierras, así, por la jeró |
Guerra sin tregua … |
Casi cien años después |
Nadie recordaba nada |
¿Para qué servía, entonces |
Auella revolución? |
Cuentan que pudo servir |
Para que se percataran |
De que no te pueden quitar |
Las cosas por la cara |
Guerra sin tregua … |
(translation) |
Simple people from a small town |
That one day suffers an invasion |
The army seized their land for no reason |
Arming himself to the teeth was his only solution. |
They decided to do it and fight their attacker |
War without truce to the invader |
We have to declare war on them, there is no other solution |
War, they want to subdue us |
But we won't let each other |
War, fight without forgiveness |
I was born to defend |
Our people of the war |
In case someone smart wanted to do |
With all our lands |
That's how it started |
that bloody war |
The people defend against their aggressor |
All your dependencies |
War without truce... |
Revolution was what they called it |
The people raised their weapons without mercy |
They could not see how they were snatched |
All their lands, like this, for the jeró |
War without truce... |
Almost a hundred years later |
no one remembered anything |
What was it for then? |
What a revolution? |
They say that it could serve |
For them to notice |
That they can't take you away |
things by the face |
War without truce... |