Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vándalo, artist - Ska-P. Date of issue: 06.10.2008
Song language: Spanish
Vándalo(original) |
| A todos los cados, a los detenidos, a los que resisten en pie |
| A todos mis hermanos que nunca han callado, que no se han dejado vencer |
| Los que han sido humillados, a los que han golpeado las fuerzas de seguridad |
| los que siempre han sabido que hay gato encerrado en este sistema global |
| Vndalo, te hacen llamar vndalo, peligro social, vndalo |
| rebelde insurrecto, preparado para la batalla |
| A los que se dejan la piel, a los que nunca ha podido entender |
| cmo cay en la red de la codicia todo el poder |
| A los insurgentes que contracorriente exigen justicia social |
| Y me da igual de dnde sean, no hay distancia, no hay fronteras |
| a una conciencia firme nada puede parar |
| Llegar, llegar, llegar, la balanza se equilibrar |
| Llegar, llegar, llegar |
| Ah, Ah, Ah, el redil es nuestro patbulo |
| Alarma, neoliberalismo es hambruna, muerte y terrorismo |
| Alarma, neoliberalismo, preprate |
| Por los oprimidos, desfavorecidos, a los que se deja morir |
| sus barrigas hinchadas, la muerte en sus caras por un inters mercantil |
| Y ahora t debes de meditar їQuin es el vndalo en realidad? |
| Terrorismo de estado, opulento y armado, decide quin debe vivir |
| Vndalo, te hacen llamar vndalo, peligro social, vndalo |
| rebelde insurrecto, las cosas no se cambian desde tu silln |
| Llegar, llegar, llegar, la balanza se equilibrar |
| Llegar, llegar, llegar el da de la victoria |
| Ah, Ah, Ah, el redil es nuestro patbulo |
| Alarma, el neoliberalismo es hambruna, muerte y terror |
| (translation) |
| To all the fallen, to the detainees, to those who resist standing |
| To all my brothers who have never been silent, who have not allowed themselves to be defeated |
| Those who have been humiliated, those who have been beaten by the security forces |
| those who have always known that there is a cat locked up in this global system |
| Vandal, they call you vandal, social hazard, vandal |
| insurgent rebel, prepared for battle |
| To those who leave their skin, to those who have never been able to understand |
| how all power fell into the web of greed |
| To the insurgents who demand social justice against the current |
| And I don't care where they are from, there is no distance, there are no borders |
| to a firm conscience nothing can stop |
| Arrive, arrive, arrive, the balance will balance |
| arrive, arrive, arrive |
| Ah, Ah, Ah, the fold is our scaffold |
| Alarm, neoliberalism is famine, death and terrorism |
| Alarm, neoliberalism, prepare |
| For the downtrodden, downtrodden, left to die |
| their swollen bellies, death on their faces for a mercantile interest |
| And now you must think about who is the vandal really? |
| State terrorism, opulent and armed, decides who should live |
| Vandal, they call you vandal, social hazard, vandal |
| insurrectionary rebel, things do not change from your armchair |
| Arrive, arrive, arrive, the balance will balance |
| Arrive, arrive, arrive on victory day |
| Ah, Ah, Ah, the fold is our scaffold |
| Alarm, neoliberalism is famine, death and terror |