Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song El Desembarco, artist - Leon Gieco.
Date of issue: 01.11.2021
Song language: Spanish
El Desembarco(original) |
Están los que resisten y nunca se lamentan |
Los que dicen: «yo para que vivo» |
Los que recuperan rápido sus fuerzas |
Los que lucran con lo que he perdido |
Hay quien sucumbe y se levanta |
Hay quien se queda allí siempre tendido |
Hay quien te ayuda a despegar y los que nunca |
Te reconocen cuando estás vencido |
Cuantos hay que piensan que es tarde para todo |
Y cuantos claman «siempre adelante!» |
Cuantos los que ven la piedra en el camino |
Y cuantos los que nunca miran nada |
La alegría con la fuerza se alimenta |
Y no hay muros ni rejas que la frenen |
Hay quienes desembarcan ardiendo con un grito |
Sin barcos y sin armas por la vida |
Hay alguien que bendiga esta hermosa comunión |
De los que pensamos parecido |
Somos los menos, nunca fuimos los primeros |
No matamos ni morimos por ganar |
Mas bien estamos vivos por andar |
Esperando una piel nueva de este sol |
No pretendemos ver el cambio |
Sólo haber dejado algo |
Sobre el camino andado que pasó |
Ya es normal ver chicos sin zapatos |
Buscando comida en la basura |
Y es una postal la puerta de la iglesia |
De esa madre con su criatura |
Mientras esto pase no habrá gloria |
Es arena que se escapa entre los dedos |
Es dolor, es mentiras, es hipocresía |
Es un tiempo frágil de estos días |
La ignorancia a veces puede con un pueblo |
Y ganan tiranos y verdugos |
Creemos que la historia se hizo en un minuto |
Y todo lo vivido, un mal sueño |
A veces somos nuestros enemigos |
Ensuciamos las rutas y los ríos |
Matamos en la guerra y en las calles hoy tenemos |
Viejos monumentos de asesinos |
Hay alguien que bendiga esta hermosa comunión |
De los que pensamos parecido |
Somos los menos, nunca fuimos los primeros |
No matamos ni morimos por ganar |
Mas bien estamos vivos por andar |
Esperando una piel nueva de este sol |
No pretendemos ver el cambio |
Sólo haber dejado algo |
Sobre el camino andado que pasó |
Hay quienes desembarcan ardiendo con un grito |
Sin barcos y sin armas por la vida… |
(translation) |
There are those who resist and never complain |
Those who say: «I live for» |
The ones who recover fast their strength |
Those who profit from what I have lost |
Some yield and stands |
There is the one who remains there always stretched |
There are those who help you take off and those who never |
They recognize you when you're defeated |
How many are there who think it's too late for everything |
And how many cry "always forward!" |
How many those who see the stone on the road |
And how many who never look at anything |
The joy with the force feeds |
And there are no walls or bars to stop it |
There are those who disembark burning with a scream |
Without ships and without weapons for life |
Is there someone who blesses this beautiful communion |
Of those of us who think alike |
We are the least we never were the first |
We don't kill or die to win |
Rather we are alive to walk |
Waiting for a new skin from this sun |
We don't pretend to see change |
just left something |
About the road walked that passed |
It's already normal to see boys without shoes |
Looking for food in the garbage |
And the door of the church is a postcard |
Of that mother with her child |
While this happens there will be no glory |
It's sand that slips through your fingers |
It's pain, it's lies, it's hypocrisy |
It's a fragile time these days |
Ignorance can sometimes with a people |
And tyrants and executioners win |
We believe history was made in a minute |
And everything lived, a bad dream |
Sometimes we are our enemies |
We dirty the roads and the rivers |
We killed in war and in the streets today we have |
old assassin monuments |
Is there someone who blesses this beautiful communion |
Of those of us who think alike |
We are the least we never were the first |
We don't kill or die to win |
Rather we are alive to walk |
Waiting for a new skin from this sun |
We don't pretend to see change |
just left something |
About the road walked that passed |
There are those who disembark burning with a scream |
Without ships and without weapons for life... |