Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song La Verdad, artist - Reincidentes. Album song Aniversario, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 28.02.2013
Record label: Maldito
Song language: Spanish
La Verdad(original) |
Imparcial, aséptico, liberal |
Independencia; |
con empuje y solvencia |
Ético y moral, el guardián de la verdá |
Imparcial, aséptico, liberal |
Independencia; |
con empuje y solvencia |
Ético y moral, el guardián de la verdá |
Y nunca se va a casar |
Con nadie, nadie, nadie |
Cuando vas a conocer el fango |
Siempre manipulando |
Tu veneno administrando |
Y a dios rogando |
Interés, relaciones con el poder |
Ahora todo va bien; |
favores en el papel |
Mienten los que te calumnian |
Sienten la cochina envidia |
Fuentes poco fidedignas |
Gente poco democrática |
Dirección |
Truculencia |
De la pública opinión |
Sin nada de pudor |
Ni transparencia |
Podrida tu misión |
Terrorista |
Retroceder, omisión |
No puedo vivir sin tu orientación |
Santo baluarte del civismo |
Alto y puro periodismo |
Que felicidad si viera tu sede social |
Envuelta en humo negro |
Y en llamas, llamas, llamas |
.Miseria, miseria, sólo vendes histeria |
Me cago en tu información |
(translation) |
Impartial, aseptic, liberal |
Independence; |
with drive and solvency |
Ethical and moral, the guardian of the truth |
Impartial, aseptic, liberal |
Independence; |
with drive and solvency |
Ethical and moral, the guardian of the truth |
And she's never gonna get married |
With no one, no one, no one |
When are you going to meet the mud |
always manipulating |
Your poison administering |
And praying to God |
Interest, relationships with power |
Now everything is going well; |
favors on paper |
Those who slander you lie |
They feel the filthy envy |
unreliable sources |
undemocratic people |
Direction |
Truculence |
of public opinion |
without any shame |
no transparency |
rotten your mission |
Terrorist |
go back, skip |
I can't live without your guidance |
Holy bulwark of civility |
High and pure journalism |
What happiness if I saw your head office |
shrouded in black smoke |
And on fire, flame, flame |
Misery, misery, you only sell hysteria |
I shit on your information |