Lyrics of Niños de Ghetto - Mad Division, Morodo, Keishal

Niños de Ghetto (original)

Niños del ghetto no lloreis no sufrais
Babilon puede dejaros tiraos
Pero no puede callar vuestra voz
Y aun queda gente para luchar
Todos no tenemos los ojos tapaos
Sabemos de alguien que no nos va a dejar
Y ese es JAH, JAH, JAH JAH
Niños del ghetto
Carne de cañon en la prision
Cruda vida que os mutila
Que os lleva a la perdicion
Y Dios me ayude a cantar mi cancion
Que suene fuerte por toda la nacion
Niños del ghetto no mas frustracion
Quiero ver la sonrisa de vuestro corazon
Niños del ghetto presento mis respetos
Babylon os trata de encerrar como a corderos
Y solo quiero veros contentos
No ver mas niños trabajando de mineros
Ni en los huertos
NIÑOS!
ellos deben estar felices con sus juegos
Digo… niños!
Niños del ghetto
A la escasez como forma de vida sin comida y sed con sida con vida perdida
entre espada y pared
A los niñitos de la calle nadie
Les quiere ayudar y encima os quieren cobrar el aire
Preguntale al alcalde
Si tanto que dice que quiere avanzar porque no comienza ayudar a la gente pobre
que no tiene techo ni lecho ni derecho a ser alguien
Parten del despecho burocratico al simpatico barrote de la carcel
Niños del ghetto woooiioo
Labrar vuestro futuro para conseguir sueños de hoy
Ay dios me ayude a cantar mi cancion
Para los niños de la calle
Atencion tripulacion de babilon nuev version de la historia interminable ble
Por eso Rapsusklei y JahSta, son los que aprenden de filosofia Rasta
Que los compadres de mi casta yeaaay
No viven en el paseo Sagasta
Que no le falte a un niño de comer pues en tierra hay suficiente pa poder
abastecer
A los niños de la calle y queda mucho que aprender
Pues al fin y al cabo son nuestro futuro en esta tierra
Niños del ghetto si mi cancion no es ya suficiente respeto prometto armar mi
sensatez
Niños del ghetto…
A la escasez como forma de vida sin comida y sed con sida con vida perdida
entre espada y pared
Well be forever loving JAH…
Well be forever loving JAH…

(translation)

Children of the ghetto do not cry do not suffer
Babylon can leave you stranded
But he can't silence your voice
And there are still people left to fight
We all don't have blindfolds
We know someone who won't leave us
And that's JAH, JAH, JAH JAH
ghetto kids
Cannon fodder in prison
Crude life that mutilates you
What leads you to perdition
And God help me to sing my song
Let it sound loud throughout the nation
Ghetto kids no more frustration
I want to see the smile of your heart
Ghetto kids I pay my respects
Babylon tries to lock you up like lambs
And I just want to see you happy
Not to see more children working as miners
nor in the orchards
KIDS!
they must be happy with their games
I mean… kids!
ghetto kids
To scarcity as a way of life without food and thirst with AIDS with life lost
between a rock and a hard place
To the little children of the street nobody
He wants to help them and on top of that they want to charge you for air
ask the mayor
If so much that he says that he wants to move forward why doesn't he start helping poor people
who does not have a roof or a bed or the right to be someone
They start from bureaucratic spite to the nice prison bar
Children of the ghetto woooiioo
Carve your future to achieve dreams of today
oh god help me to sing my song
For the children of the street
Attention crew of Babylon new version of the never ending story ble
That's why Rapsusklei and JahSta are the ones who learn Rasta philosophy
That the compadres of my caste yeaaay
They do not live on the Sagasta promenade
That a child does not lack to eat because on earth there is enough to be able to
supply
To the children of the street and there is much to learn
Well, after all, they are our future on this earth
Children of the ghetto if my song is not already enough respect I promise to arm my
sanity
Ghetto kids...
To scarcity as a way of life without food and thirst with AIDS with life lost
between a rock and a hard place
Well be forever loving JAH…
Well be forever loving JAH…