Lyrics of La Calma - xantos

La Calma (original)

Puerto Rico donde comienza a conocerse
El tamaño de la devastación que ha dejado el huracán María
Se ha confirmado al menos un muerto
Pero se teme que hayan muchos más
La isla entera permanece incomunicada
Y eso tiene con el alma en un hilo a miles de personas
Que esperan noticias de los suyos
Ah, esto se está acabando, ¿tú no ves noticia'?
Ancianos mueren por falta de oxígeno, asfixia
No te confundas, que esto no es un salmo
Esto es más que sólo nos tenemos, y solos vamos a levantarno'
100×35, no hay nada qué avergonzarnos
Cabeza pa' arriba, vamos a organizarnos
Si nos esforzamos a la meta llegamos, no hay lu'
Perdimos to', pero como quiera tenemos salu'
Aquí no hay plata, pero tenemos cojones
Variamente en tus oraciones
Yo vo’a cruzar to’s estas condiciones
Por ahí vienen to’as las bendiciones
Aquí no hay plata, pero tenemos cojones
Variamente en tus oraciones
Yo vo’a cruzar to’s estas condiciones
Por ahí vienen to’as las bendiciones
Que nadie nos coja pena, pero que se apiaden
Patria son tantas cosas bonitas, dile Rubén Blades
Positivo aunque la cosa siga estando grave
Con la fe en Papá Dios y que nunca se acabe
Esto no es una canción, es una rebelión
Sin política, sin antifaz, sin religión
Unos lo hacen por promo y otros de corazón
¿Qué es peor que un ciclón?, un tal Donald Trump
El gober' dice que vamos por 30 muerte'
Y que esta vez no tuvimos suerte
Lugares donde todavía no ha llegado el lente
Donde no llega el agua ni la comida caliente
Desde Culebra hasta Morovis, yo lo vivi, no me lo contaron
14 días pa' responder, que muchos se tardaron
Era como si de nosotros ustedes se olvidaron
No nos quieren de estado, pero sí colonizado
América Latina es una, que quede claro
¿Por qué te sorprende?, ¿por qué te suena raro?
Dizque «vago», mi hermano que descaro
Si soy un ciudadano y mi taxes pago
Tierra su campo
Si caigo 5, entonces 10 veces yo me levanto
Ah, PR nunca perderá su encanto
Cabeza pa' arriba aunque nos esté arropando el llanto
Ah, aquí no hay plata, pero tenemos cojones
Variamente en tus oraciones
Yo vo’a cruzar to’s estas condiciones
Por ahí vienen to’as las bendiciones
Aquí no hay plata, pero tenemos cojones
Variamente en tus oraciones
Yo vo’a cruzar to’s estas condiciones
Por ahí vienen to’as las bendiciones
Hold up, just one second
Let us play this for you, for you and our viewers
Listen to this
I’m very satisfied, I know it is a hard storm to recover from
But the amount of progress that’s been made
And I really would appreciate any support that we get
I know it is a really a good news story
Well, maybe from where she’s standing it’s a good news story
When you’re drinking from a creek, it’s not a good news story
When you don’t have food for a baby, it’s not a good news story
When you have to pull people down from their building, because you—
I’m sorry, but that really upsets me, and frustrates me
Damn it, this is not a good news story, this is a «people are dying» story
This is a «life or death» story
This is— «There's a truckload of stuff that cannot be taken to people» story
This is a story of a devastation, that continues to worsen

(translation)

Puerto Rico where you begin to meet
The size of the devastation left by Hurricane Maria
At least one death has been confirmed
But it is feared that there are many more
The entire island remains incommunicado
And that has thousands of people with their souls on a thread
What do you expect from yours?
Ah, this is ending, don't you see the news?
Elderly die from lack of oxygen, suffocation
Make no mistake, this is not a psalm
This is more than we just have each other, and we're just going to get up'
100×35, there is nothing to be ashamed of
Head up, let's organize
If we strive to reach the goal, there is no lu'
We lost everything, but anyway we have health
Here there is no money, but we have cojones
variously in your prayers
I will cross all these conditions
That's where all the blessings come from
Here there is no money, but we have cojones
variously in your prayers
I will cross all these conditions
That's where all the blessings come from
Let no one take pity on us, but let them have mercy
Homeland are so many beautiful things, tell Rubén Blades
Positive even though things are still serious
With faith in Papa Dios and may it never end
This is not a song, it's a rebellion
No politics, no mask, no religion
Some do it for promo and others from the heart
What is worse than a cyclone?, a certain Donald Trump
The governor says that we are going for 30 deaths
And that this time we were not lucky
Places where the lens has not yet reached
Where neither water nor hot food arrives
From Culebra to Morovis, I lived it, they didn't tell me
14 days to respond, which many took
It was as if you forgot about us
They don't want us as a state, but they do want us colonized
Latin America is one, let it be clear
Why does it surprise you? Why does it sound strange to you?
Say "lazy", my brother that impudence
If I am a citizen and I pay my taxes
Land your field
If I fall 5, then 10 times I get up
Ah, PR will never lose its charm
Head up, even though crying is covering us
Ah, there is no money here, but we have cojones
variously in your prayers
I will cross all these conditions
That's where all the blessings come from
Here there is no money, but we have cojones
variously in your prayers
I will cross all these conditions
That's where all the blessings come from
Hold up, just one second
Let us play this for you, for you and our viewers
Listen to this
I'm very satisfied, I know it is a hard storm to recover from
But the amount of progress that's been made
And I really would appreciate any support that we get
I know it is a really a good news story
Well, maybe from where she's standing it's a good news story
When you're drinking from a creek, it's not a good news story
When you don't have food for a baby, it's not a good news story
When you have to pull people down from their building, because you—
I'm sorry, but that really upsets me, and frustrates me
Damn it, this is not a good news story, this is a “people are dying” story
This is a "life or death" story
This is—"There's a truckload of stuff that cannot be taken to people" story
This is a story of a devastation, that continues to worsen