Lyrics of Héroes - Nach

Héroes (original)

En cada sacrificio, en cada mirada al precipicio
La guerra por sobrevivir… los héroes resisten
Para quien seca sus lágrimas sin darse por vencido
Y a pesar de la fatiga sigue su camino
Para quien lucha, para quien sigue vivo
Buscando un sentido
Los mayores héroes son desconocidos
Para quien seca sus lágrimas sin darse por vencido
Y a pesar de la fatiga sigue su camino
Para quien lucha, para quien sigue vivo
Buscando un sentido
Los mayores héroes son desconocidos
La vía fácil le tentaba tanto, nunca fue un santo
En su barriada el desencanto lo barría el polvo blanco
Así pasaba cada tarde a ciegas, rutina de calo y trago
Con colegas en su esquina haciendo el vago
Con diecisiete y míralo, tan pícaro, lo había probado todo
Menos el tacto de un pétalo, flor de mujer placer negado
Para un ser tan tímido hasta que una noche en sábado
Cuando la vio subió su libido
Primer polvo en un Volvo y sin preservativos
Ella consintió y del flechazo al embarazo en un chasquido
Error de adolescente, al mes siguiente se enteró
Que tendría un descendiente, de repente su mente cambió
El adiós a las anfetas trajo una vida discreta
Alimenta a su familia, conduce una furgoneta
Sudando la camiseta hasta que sus huesos se quiebren
No ha ganado ningún premio, pero para mí es un héroe
Toda una vida pasada, dura trabajada
Sus arrugas son ternuras, pereza, belleza anclada
Abierto de mente más que muchos a mi edad
Inteligente aunque le cueste leer y escriba mal, pero escribe
Realidad que vivió en sus carnes, si
Posguerra, hambre, sangre, espinas en alambres
Arduo trabajo en el desierto campo de infantes
Siete hermanos, unos padres bajos tratos miserables
Pero supo ser feliz, amando naturaleza
Hoy no se quiere saber de móviles, mp3, le estresan
Prefieren salir a caminar, respirar hondo
Ama a su familia, no es formal es todo fondo
Y vida pasa para todos, yo lo miro y quiero que
Viva mil años conmigo, ser su amigo más que ayer
No viaja en Jet y no es el prota de una serie
No tiene superpoderes, pero para mí es un héroe
Para quien seca sus lágrimas sin darse por vencido
Y a pesar de la fatiga sigue su camino
Para quien lucha, para quien sigue vivo
Buscando un sentido
Los mayores héroes son desconocidos
Para quien seca sus lágrimas sin darse por vencido
Y a pesar de la fatiga sigue su camino
Para quien lucha, para quien sigue vivo
Buscando un sentido
Los mayores héroes son desconocidos
Gira la esquina, mirando atrás por encima del hombro
No se fía de nadie, en la vida ha tocado fondo
Tantas veces, que ya no ve la superficie
Que ella sabe que no hay nada que consiga que la pifie
Porque ha llegado el level en el que muerde si debes
Cuando el peso de injusticia te acaricia con su reverb
Si llueve es ácido que quema sus pestañas
¿Por qué vives en el país de las libertades?
España
Extranjero, puedes ser bien recibido
Da igual tu color de piel, sólo paga tus recibos
Si vistes Armani no importa, si tienes verde
Si tu perro mea las flores del Senado o si se pierde
Pero no es tu caso hermano afgano, diáfanos planos
Te observan con detenimiento, con detalle insano
Porque desde altas esferas te señalan, siempre pierdes
Sientes miedo, avanzas con cuidado y vives como un héroe
Su vida iba sobre ruedas, un trabajo estable, un novio amable
Amigas siempre cerca para echar un cable
Todo ocurrió una tarde un accidente
Aquel borracho iba al volante y sin más cortó su futuro cual sable
Su vida ahora sobre ruedas, si, las de una silla
A veces se la ve tranquila, pero entre el silencio chilla
Maldice su maldición a solas en su habitación
Su novio se fue con otra en busca de la pasión perdida
La herida no es mortal y debe buscar la salida
Lucha aunque se siente en paz tan sólo cuando está dormida
¿La ciudad no es distinta a caso?
Pero cada escalón sabe a fracaso si le sale al paso
No hay ocaso, si la fuerza de flaqueza es tu riqueza
Ella es tozuda y se mueve por las calles con soltura
Un nuevo amor la anima si se siente endeble
No firma autógrafos a nadie, pero tiene alma de héroe
Para quien seca sus lágrimas sin darse por vencido
Y a pesar de la fatiga sigue su camino
Para quien lucha, para quien sigue vivo
Buscando un sentido
Los mayores héroes son desconocidos
Para quien seca sus lágrimas sin darse por vencido
Y a pesar de la fatiga sigue su camino
Para quien lucha, para quien sigue vivo
Buscando un sentido
Los mayores héroes son desconocidos
Especial dedicación a todos los héroes de corazón ahí fuera en las calles
Por cada héroe, buscándose la vida ¡como sea!
Por cada uno que lucha sin cesar, ¡como sea sí!
Que lucha por sobrevivir, son héroes
Abram, mi hombre Nach
Un día en Suburbia, dos doble cero ocho, yeh…

(translation)

In every sacrifice, in every look at the precipice
The war to survive… the heroes resist
For those who dry their tears without giving up
And despite the fatigue he continues on his way
For those who fight, for those who are still alive
looking for a meaning
The greatest heroes are unknown
For those who dry their tears without giving up
And despite the fatigue he continues on his way
For those who fight, for those who are still alive
looking for a meaning
The greatest heroes are unknown
The easy way tempted him so much, he was never a saint
In his neighborhood, disenchantment was swept away by white dust
That's how he spent every afternoon blindfolded, routine of heat and drink
With colleagues in his corner of him goofing off
Seventeen and look at him, so naughty, he'd tried it all
Minus the touch of a petal, woman's flower pleasure denied
For a being so shy until a Saturday night
When he saw her he raised his libido
First fuck in a Volvo and no condoms
She consented and from crush to pregnancy in a snap
Teenage mistake, the next month she found out
That she would have a descendant, suddenly her mind changed
Farewell to speed brought a discreet life
He feeds his family on it, he drives a van
Sweating the shirt until his bones break
He hasn't won any awards, but to me he's a hero.
All a past life, hard worked
His wrinkles are tenderness, laziness, anchored beauty
Open-minded more than many at my age
Intelligent although it is difficult for him to read and he writes badly, but he writes
Reality that he lived in his flesh from him, yes
Postwar, famine, blood, thorns on wires
Hard work in the deserted infantry camp
Seven brothers, low parents miserable deals
But he knew how to be happy, loving nature
Today he does not want to know about mobiles, mp3, they stress him out
They prefer to go for a walk, take a deep breath
He loves his family, it's not formal, it's all background
And life happens for everyone, I look at it and I want it to
Live a thousand years with me, be his friend more than yesterday
He does not travel by jet and he is not the protagonist of a series
He doesn't have any superpowers, but to me he's a hero.
For those who dry his tears without giving up
And despite the fatigue he continues on his way
For those who fight, for those who are still alive
looking for a meaning
The greatest heroes are unknown
For those who dry their tears without giving up
And despite the fatigue he continues on his way
For those who fight, for those who are still alive
looking for a meaning
The greatest heroes are unknown
Turn the corner, looking back over your shoulder
She doesn't trust anyone, in life she has hit rock bottom
So many times, that he no longer sees the surface
That she knows that there is nothing that can get her to screw up
Because the level has come where she bites if you must
When the weight of injustice caresses you with its reverb
If it rains it's acid that burns your eyelashes
Why do you live in the country of freedoms?
Spain
Foreigner, you may be well received
No matter your skin color, just pay your bills
If you wear Armani it doesn't matter, if you have green
If your dog pisses on the flowers of the Senate or if he gets lost
But it is not your case Afghan brother, diaphanous plans
They watch you closely, in insane detail
Because from high spheres they point out to you, you always lose
Feel fear, tread carefully and live like a hero
Her life was going smoothly, a stable job, a kind boyfriend
Friends always close to throw a cable
It all happened one afternoon an accident
That drunk was at the wheel and without further ado cut off his future from him like a saber
His life now on wheels, yes, those of a chair
Sometimes she looks calm, but in the silence she screams
Curse her curse of him alone in her room
Her boyfriend left with another in search of lost passion
The wound is not fatal and you must find a way out
She fights though she feels at peace only when she is asleep
Isn't the city different from case?
But each step tastes like failure if it gets in the way
There is no sunset, if the strength of weakness is your wealth
She is stubborn and moves through the streets with ease
A new love lifts her up if she feels weak
She doesn't sign autographs for anyone, but she has the soul of a hero
For those who dry her tears without giving up
And despite the fatigue he continues on his way
For those who fight, for those who are still alive
looking for a meaning
The greatest heroes are unknown
For those who dry her tears without giving up
And despite the fatigue she continues on her way
For those who fight, for those who are still alive
looking for a meaning
The greatest heroes are unknown
Special dedication to all the heroes at heart out there on the streets
For each hero, looking for life, whatever!
For each one who fights without ceasing, whatever yes!
Who fight to survive, they are heroes
Abram my man Nach
One day in Suburbia, two double zero eight, yeh...