Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song La Voz del Pueblo, artist - La Raíz. Album song El Lado de los Rebeldes, in the genre Ска
Date of issue: 01.03.2011
Record label: Propaganda pel Fet!
Song language: Spanish
La Voz del Pueblo(original) |
Bebiendo pero nada resolviendo |
-«otra cerveza que el cargo pesa, creo que me vais a tener que recoger» |
Cuando se miró el bolsillo no le quedaba dinero, efímero poder para |
Aquel que vive enfermo |
-«abro la puerta, todo da vueltas, veo en la calle la cama perfecta» |
Fue profundo su sueño y vio un planeta nauseabundo |
Como un perro sin dueño, flaco y medio moribundo |
-«sueños caninos, sobre asesinos, que entre caminos me buscan a mi» |
Más que una pesadilla parecía realidad, por mucho que gritaba nada se podía |
escuchar |
-«sentirme mudo es como estar desnudo, sentirme mudo me hizo reaccionar…» |
¿Sabes lo que pasó?, que desperté |
Y ahora no quiero y no puedo dormirme |
¿Y sabes lo que pasó?, que desperté |
Y ahora me toca vencer |
Buscaba la voz del pueblo encontrar algo de acción |
Fue llegando el motín, la huelga y la insurrección |
-«recuerdo tanto aquellos cantos… discursos y gritos de revolución» |
Quiso quedar atenta y alerta y alerta, siempre despierta, siempre despierta |
-«sentirme mudo es como estar desnudo, sentirme mudo me hizo reaccionar…» |
¿Sabes lo que pasó?, que desperté |
Y ahora no quiero y no puedo dormirme |
¿Y sabes lo que pasó?, que desperté |
Y ahora me toca vencer |
Y aquí te traigo mi lengua es de las venenosas ten cuidado |
Te traigo algo letal, el arma más hermosa, ten cuidado |
(translation) |
Drinking but nothing solving |
-«another beer that the charge weighs, I think you are going to have to pick me up» |
When she looked in her pocket she had no money left, fleeting power to |
The one who lives sick |
-"I open the door, everything spins, I see the perfect bed on the street" |
His dream of him was deep and he saw a nauseating planet |
Like a dog without an owner, skinny and half dying |
-«dog dreams, about murderers, who between paths look for me» |
More than a nightmare, it seemed like reality, no matter how much he shouted, nothing could be done. |
to listen |
-“Feeling mute is like being naked, feeling mute made me react…” |
Do you know what happened? That I woke up |
And now I don't want to and I can't fall asleep |
And do you know what happened? That I woke up |
And now it's my turn to win |
I was looking for the voice of the people to find some action |
The riot, the strike and the insurrection were coming |
-"I remember so much those songs... speeches and shouts of revolution" |
She wanted to stay alert and alert and alert, always awake, always awake |
-“Feeling mute is like being naked, feeling mute made me react…” |
Do you know what happened? That I woke up |
And now I don't want to and I can't fall asleep |
And do you know what happened? That I woke up |
And now it's my turn to win |
And here I bring you my tongue, it is one of the poisonous ones, be careful |
I bring you something lethal, the most beautiful weapon, be careful |