More songs by Fito y Fitipaldis
Description
Producer: Carlos Raya
Producer: Joe Blaney
Composer, Lyricist: A.Cabrales
Composer, Lyricist: Adolfo Cabrales
Composer, Lyricist: Iñaki Anton
Composer, Lyricist: Manolo Chinato
Composer, Lyricist: Manuelillo Chinato
Composer, Lyricist: Roberto Iniesta
Lyrics and translation
Original
He salido a la calle
Abrazado a la tristeza
Vi lo que no mira nadie
Y me dio vergüenza y pena
Los llantos desconsolados
Que estrangulan las gargantas
Los ancianos encorvados
Parece que la tierra les llama
La justicia está arrestada
Por orden de la avaricia
El dinero que te salva
Es el mismo que asesina
No me des más esperanzas
Sé que todo son mentiras
Sacos llenos de agujeros
Para guardar alegrías
Me da pena que se admire
El valor en la batalla
Menos mal que con los rifles
No se matan las palabras
Menos mal que con los rifles
No se matan las palabras
English translation
I have gone out into the street
Embracing sadness
I saw what no one sees
And it made me ashamed and sad
The inconsolable cries
That strangle the throats
The elderly bent over
It seems that the earth is calling them
Justice is arrested
By order of greed
The money that saves you
It is the same one who murders
Don't give me more hope
I know it's all lies
Bags full of holes
To keep joys
I am sorry that it is admired
Courage in battle
Luckily with the rifles
Words are not killed
Luckily with the rifles
Words are not killed