Translation of the song lyrics La Cadena - Reincidentes

La Cadena (original)

Esclavos de la estetica
Y de la publicidad
Sirvientes de la tecnica
Deudores del que nunca da
Los mismos prejuicios para todos
Los mismos gustos misma ley
Una sola personalidad
Y un solo ojo que te ve, que te ve…
Estamos fabricando una serie en la cadena
Sera un adelanto, un lujo, un gran avance, una quimera
Convertira la vida en facil y llevadera
Son miles de gilipollas con su numero en la jeta
Saciados con sus modas
Y cantando su cancion
Errantes y sumisos
Presos de su informacion
Ya todo esta bajo control
Ya no hay aldeas galas ni numancias
Hay que abrir un muy ancho canal
Para que el embudo sea general, sea total sea global, sea brutal
Estamos fabricando una serie en la cadena
Sera un a delanto, un lujo, un gran avance, una quimera
Convertira en consumo todo lo que hagas
Son miles de gilipollas con su codigo de barras
Esclavos de la estetica y de la publicidad
Sirvientes de la tecnica, deudores delque nunca da
Saciados con sus modas y cantando su cancion
Errantes y sumisos, presos de su informacion
Anestesiados sin rubor en el gran reality -show
Comiéndonos su mierda
Anestesiados con el triunfo o el carrusel
Con su «buen hermano» trato de romper
Una y otra vez.
Siento esta vorágine que campa a placer
Arrambla con todos ¿qué se puede hacer si no quieres ser
Una pieza de su rollo de papel?

La Cadena (translation)

Slaves of aesthetics
and of advertising
servants of the technique
Debtors of the one who never gives
The same prejudices for all
The same tastes same law
a single personality
And a single eye that sees you, that sees you...
We are manufacturing a series in the chain
It will be an advance, a luxury, a breakthrough, a chimera
It will make life easy and bearable
There are thousands of assholes with their number on their mug
Satisfied with their fashions
and singing his song
wandering and submissive
Prisoners of your information
everything is under control
There are no longer Gallic villages or numancias
You have to open a very wide channel
For the funnel to be general, total, global, brutal
We are manufacturing a series in the chain
It will be an advance, a luxury, a breakthrough, a chimera
It will turn everything you do into consumption
There are thousands of assholes with their barcode
Slaves of aesthetics and advertising
Servants of the technique, debtors of the one who never gives
Satisfied with their fashions and singing their song
Wandering and submissive, prisoners of their information
Anesthetized without shame in the great reality show
eating his shit
Anesthetized with the win or the carousel
With his "good brother" he tried to break
And again.
I feel this maelstrom that roams freely
Arrambla with all what can be done if you do not want to be
A piece of your paper roll?