Lyrics of Baraka - Ojos De Brujo

Baraka (original)

fatigas sí pero no tantas
que a fuerza de tanto golpe
y hasta el hierro se quebranta
carrera de fondo y sin fiin
zapatillas adidas
y qué lejos tu porveniiir
fiel compañero del vientoo
destino caprichoso
no se está un minuto quietoo
si al final decide respiraaaar
fiel compañero del vientooo
encrucijada
oculto en los portales
pensando en la madre
que le vio naceer
y es que está lejos
ya no la siente
aunque a veces la piensa
ya al anochecer
y es que está lejos
ya no la siente
aunque a veces la piensa
ya al anochecer
sendero oscuuuuro
de un corredor
dejó su pueblo, su paisaje
y al partir
too se lo jugó
camino oscuuuuuro
de un corredor
(limando?) asfalto y acelera
echa a correr por tu callejooón
baraka grita en la calle
baraka no le responde
halid no tienen papeles
ni número de identidad
(quien se fue de esta carrera?)
no diivisa un horizonte
siente un cansancio tan grande
y un descuido del pasado
tal vez mejore el presente
si resiisto esta plegaria
cultivo una gran amistad
virgen de los imposiibles
tal vez mejore el presente
si resiisto esta plegaria
baraaaaka, baraaaaka
naí nainainai naí nainainai
baraaaaaka, baraaaaka
naí nainainai naí nainainai
(Gracias a ro por esta letra)

(translation)

fatigue yes but not so much
that by force of so much blow
and even iron breaks
long-distance race and endless
Adidas shoes
and how far your future
faithful companion of the wind
capricious destiny
it is not a minute still
if in the end you decide to breathe
faithful companion of the wind
crossroads
hidden in portals
thinking of the mother
that she saw him born
and she is far away
he doesn't feel it anymore
although he sometimes thinks of her
already at dusk
and she is far away
she doesn't feel it anymore
although sometimes she thinks about it
already at dusk
dark trail
of a runner
he left his town of him, his landscape
and when leaving
he too played it
dark road
of a runner
(filing?) asphalt and accelerate
run down your alley
baraka screams in the street
baraka does not answer him
halid have no papers
no identity number
(who left this race?)
do not see a horizon
feel so tired
and an oversight of the past
maybe the present will improve
yes I resist this prayer
cultivate a great friendship
virgin of the impossible
maybe the present will improve
yes I resist this prayer
baraaaaka, baraaaaka
naí nainainai naí nainainai
baraaaaka, baraaaaka
naí nainainai naí nainainai
(Thanks to ro for these lyrics)