Translation of the song lyrics El confort no reconforta - Ojos De Brujo

El confort no reconforta (original)

Este es un tiempo propicio pa la modestia
como el sol da luz al d­a, fuerza y claridad se manifiestan
no importa latitud, altitud, (c)poca del a±o
cambia moneda, ganan los mismos, ver cada d­a otro enga±o.
Piel roja, tinta negra, papel blanco
traigo el pasado al presente, hago historia y la deshago
intuiciones, adivinaciones, bolas de cristales
vida ef­mera, conviviendo con todos los males.
Ruidosa calle esta es mi jerga
mil lenguas se hablan, mil bocas escupen fuego
mil loros ke pinchan bandas sonoras por las ventanas
no hay cal (c)s, no hay dirhams, no hay parque,
no hay pesos, no hay pasta, no hay nada.
Tє ya no sigas echando cuentas,
peseta, real, durillo y mЎs leyendas,
no solo importa tu nevera y pagar letras,
no hay tiempo, ni respiro, ni descanso, relajo o tregua
sigue!
sigue!
menos derechos y mЎs tuercas.
El confort no reconforta
y a cuchillo con el euro passa cuentas
Como una balada amarga,
invadiendo las tabernas
El confort no reconforta
y a costa de que sudores llenan cuentas
Tantos siglos tropezando,
siempre con la misma piedra
As­ estЎ esto oscuro…
…Parpadea la poca luz de la farola de aquel muro…
…Frena…
Hace tiempo que esta escrito:
La comodidad debilita al mЎs fuerte de los vivos.
Si…їquien es?
Sorpresa!
Un sonido,
un soniquete que te somete,
se te mete en la mente, latente,
ambiente envolvente, desde la calle para la gente.
Vente, Vente!
Aqui quien no siente miente
evidentemente
Ђ"puede que nunca te hubieras dado cuentaЂ"
que a cЎmara lenta siempre se ve
Imag­nate!
Incorpіrate!
Aceptalo!
Es hora de!
Caminar y poner la mirada de frente
hacia un camino diferente, gente
El confort no reconforta
y a cuchillo con el euro passa cuentas
Como una balada amarga,
invadiendo las tabernas
El confort no reconforta
y a costa de que sudores llenan cuentas
Tantos siglos tropezando,
siempre con la misma piedra
Derechos humanos mueren dia a dia calladamente
Personas sin papeles no ven salida a su vida legalmente
Inmigrantes encerrados en las iglesias en huelga de hambre
«їїDios no existe o por impago le han cortao el cable??»
Megamacromultinacionales
multipoderosas,
multideprimentes,
multicapitales,
multipatriarcales,
multisiderales,
multicoloniales,
multimilitares,
multiexplotadoras,
multidictadoras,
multimiserables,
multipoliciales,
armadas hasta los dientes.
Cultura barata cubierta en plata
mata y ata almas sensatas,
sombras inmediatas llenan miradas de pasta, basta!
Hasta cuando cultura nefasta
que aplasta en el metro y en tu casa?
Amansa la conciencia, manipula y cansa la esperanza
Hasta cuando fronteras con muertos de los dos lados
ЎEsto impone!
ЎDescompone!
Valen mЎs las balas blancas que las vidas negras dentro del mercado
ЎEsto no es justo!
Revuelta y cambio impulso
Sistema desengancho, descompongo y desajusto.
Naces, andas, ves, mueres
usa conciencia, implicate
cuando uno va uno viene,
se repite la misma insensatez.
Vaya disgusto!
…Consumo, Consuma, Consume a gusto…
(gracias a Pat por esta letra)

(translation)

This is an auspicious time for modesty
as the sun gives light to the day, strength and clarity are manifested
no matter latitude, altitude, (c) time of year
change currency, earn the same, see every day another deception.
red leather, black ink, white paper
I bring the past to the present, I make history and I undo it
intuitions, divinations, crystal balls
ephemeral life, living with all evils.
Noisy street this is my lingo
a thousand tongues are spoken, a thousand mouths spit fire
a thousand parrots that play soundtracks through the windows
no cal(c)s, no dirhams, no park,
there are no pesos, there is no pasta, there is nothing.
You no longer keep counting,
peseta, real, durillo and more legends,
not only import your fridge and pay bills,
there is no time, no respite, no rest, relaxation or truce
follow!
follow!
less rights and more nuts.
comfort does not comfort
and a knife with the euro passes bills
Like a bitter ballad
invading the taverns
comfort does not comfort
and at the expense of what sweat fills accounts
So many centuries stumbling,
always with the same stone
That's how dark it is...
…The little light from the streetlight on that wall flickers…
…brake…
It's been written for a long time:
Comfort weakens the strongest of the living.
Yes… who is it?
Surprise!
A sound,
a soniquete that submits you,
it gets into your mind, latent,
enveloping environment, from the street to the people.
Come on, come on!
Here who does not feel lies
evidently
"You may never have noticed"
that in slow motion you always see
Imagine!
Join!
Accept it!
It's time to!
Walk and look straight ahead
to a different path, people
comfort does not comfort
and a knife with the euro passes bills
Like a bitter ballad
invading the taverns
comfort does not comfort
and at the expense of what sweat fills accounts
So many centuries stumbling,
always with the same stone
Human rights die quietly every day
People without papers do not see a way out of their lives legally
Immigrants locked in churches on hunger strike
«God does not exist or because of non-payment they have cut the cable?»
megamacromultinationals
multipowered,
multidepressants,
multicapital,
multipatriarchal,
multisidereal,
multicolonial,
multimilitary,
multiexploiters,
multidictators,
multimiserables,
multipolice,
armed to the teeth.
Cheap culture covered in silver
kill and bind sensible souls,
immediate shadows fill eyes with pasta, enough!
Until when disastrous culture
What crushes in the subway and in your house?
Tames the conscience, manipulates and tires hope
Even when borders with deaths from both sides
This imposes!
decompose!
White bullets are worth more than black lives in the market
This is not fair!
Revolt and momentum change
System disengagement, decomposition and maladjustment.
You are born, you walk, you see, you die
use awareness, get involved
when one goes one comes,
the same nonsense is repeated.
What disgust!
…Consume, Consume, Consume at ease…
(thanks to Pat for these lyrics)