Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Al Asalto , by - Reincidentes. Song from the album Aniversario, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 28.02.2013
Record label: Maldito
Song language: Spanish
Al Asalto(original) |
| Un día más, sin dar un palo al agua |
| Nada que hacer, ni dónde, ni cómo, ni cuánto |
| Decrepitud, para eso no me levanto |
| Tengo inquietud, zozobra y desencanto |
| Indolente, sin ocupación |
| Sin futuro, cero direccion |
| Impotente, te sientes estafao |
| Sin un duro, estás indignao |
| No aguanto más, ahora salgo pa la calle |
| Pa protestar, ya todo está que arde |
| Vaya mogollon, una chispa para que estalle |
| Se arma el follón, menos vale nunca que tarde |
| Al infierno, esto va a cambiar |
| A por ellos, colectividad |
| Por justicia, vamos a ganar |
| Construyendo, legitimidad |
| Resistir no es sucumbir al atropello, oh no |
| Reaccionar con rabia no sólo es un derecho, oh no |
| Sabes que es verdad, que nunca robaron con tanta impunidad |
| Sabes que es veraz, que nos han quitado lo que tanto costó lograr |
| No sé qué le pasa al mundo |
| Sin movimiento yo me fundo |
| Sin ton ni son, la mani me sabe a poco |
| Explótalo, tanta paz me vuelve loco |
| Me cago en dios, ya no es hora de lamentos |
| Vamos a por to, va a llegar el momento |
| Al ataque, el combate empieza ya |
| Al acecho, más agresividad |
| Al asalto, que nadie quede atrás |
| Embistiendo… Guillotina ya! |
| Resistir no es sucumbir al atropello, oh no |
| Reaccionar con furia no sólo es un derecho, oh no |
| Cómo puede ser que no me caliente a punto de explotar! |
| ¡Cómo puede ser que no me reinvente la felicidad! |
| Deshauciar a los banqueros y al degúello, qué bien |
| Y colgar a los políticos comprados por el cuello, qué bien |
| (translation) |
| One more day, without giving a stick to the water |
| Nothing to do, or where, or how, or how much |
| Decrepitude, that's why I don't get up |
| I have restlessness, anxiety and disenchantment |
| Indolent, without occupation |
| No future, zero direction |
| Powerless, you feel cheated |
| Without a penny, you're outraged |
| I can't take it anymore, now I go out on the street |
| To protest, everything is already on fire |
| Go mogollon, a spark to explode |
| The mess is armed, never is better than late |
| To hell, this is going to change |
| Go for them, community |
| For justice, we will win |
| Building, legitimacy |
| Resisting is not succumbing to the outrage, oh no |
| Reacting with rage is not only a right, oh no |
| You know it's true, that they never stole with such impunity |
| You know it's true, that what we worked so hard to achieve has been taken from us |
| I don't know what's wrong with the world |
| Without movement I melt |
| Without rhyme or reason, the mani knows me little |
| Exploit it, so much peace drives me crazy |
| I shit on god, it's not time for regrets |
| Let's go for it, the time will come |
| When attacking, the fight begins now |
| On the prowl, more aggressiveness |
| To the assault, leave no one behind |
| Charging… Guillotine now! |
| Resisting is not succumbing to the outrage, oh no |
| Reacting furiously is not only a right, oh no |
| How can it be that I am not heated to the point of exploding! |
| How can it be that I don't reinvent happiness! |
| Evict the bankers and slit their throats, great |
| And hang bought politicians by the neck, how nice |