Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mi Gente, artist - Tercer Cielo. Album song Gente Comun Sueños Extraordinarios, in the genre
Date of issue: 31.08.2009
Record label: Fe y obra
Song language: Spanish
Mi Gente(original) |
Mi gente, como me duele mi gente |
Siempre estan en mi mente |
Me duele el corazón y pido a dios por su perdon |
Mi gente, como se pierde mi gente |
Muriendo tan lentamente |
Yo sueño un día ver la libertad amanecer |
Que le pasa a mi gente hoy |
Es como se ha perdido el corazón |
Se ha apagado ya el amor |
Es como que un día esta ciudad unio |
Y la vida ahora no tiene valor |
Y por nada te la quitan de repente, de repente |
No hay nada malo en querer ni del hacer |
Pero el pobre esta soñando con hacerlo facilmente, facilmente |
Y los que estan arriba en el poder |
Se les ha olvidado el por que se les puso al frente |
De la gente |
(coro) |
Como se derrama sangre inocente |
Como hasta tus amigos te mienten |
Pones algo de dinero en frente |
De seguro sin pensarlo te venden |
No puedes denunciar lo que esta mal |
Si sabes que la policia encubriendo esta |
Se me ahoga en llanto el corazón |
En pensar en los niños que los matan en el vientre |
De las adolescentes |
Y el dolor de la sangre va elevando |
Hasta el todo el señor pide justicia desconsoladamenteee |
(coro) |
Cada día en la calle vivo el mismo drama |
Otro más que en la esquina recibio una bala |
Otra madre que en su corazón se derrama |
Le quitaron a su hijo el que más amaba |
Llenandose las carceles |
Muchos aumentandose |
Pero cuando salen lo ponen a asecharse |
Ahora salen con más trucos que antes |
La carcel es una escuela elegante |
La culpa es del sistema penitenciario |
No busca ayudar ni corregir al presidiario |
O es el indibiduo que no hay forma de areglarlo |
Que desde lo profundo su conciencia se ha dañado |
Solo me queda orar y esperar |
Que esta cancion alguien la pueda escuchar |
Y me ayude a hacer algoooo |
(translation) |
My people, how my people hurt me |
They are always on my mind |
My heart hurts and I ask God for his forgiveness |
My people, how my people get lost |
dying so slowly |
I dream one day to see freedom dawn |
What's wrong with my people today |
It's like the heart has been lost |
Love has already gone out |
It's like one day this city united |
And life now has no value |
And for nothing they take it away from you suddenly, suddenly |
There is nothing wrong with wanting or doing |
But the poor man is dreaming of doing it easily, easily |
And those who are up in power |
They have forgotten why they were put in front |
From the people |
(chorus) |
As innocent blood is spilled |
How even your friends lie to you |
You put some money in front |
Surely without thinking they sell you |
You can't report what's wrong |
If you know that the police covering up this |
My heart drowns in tears |
In thinking about the children who kill them in the womb |
of the teenagers |
And the pain of the blood is rising |
Until the whole, the Lord asks for justice disconsolately |
(chorus) |
Every day on the street I live the same drama |
Another one that in the corner received a bullet |
Another mother who spills out of her heart |
They took her son from her the one she loved the most |
filling up the jails |
many increasing |
But when they go out they put him to stalk |
Now they come out with more tricks than before |
Jail is an elegant school |
The fault lies with the prison system |
Does not seek to help or correct the prisoner |
Or is it the individual that there is no way to fix it |
That from the depths her awareness of him has been damaged |
I just have to pray and wait |
That this song someone can listen to it |
And help me do something |