Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Guerra , by - Kaotiko. Song from the album En directo, in the genre ПанкRelease date: 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... |