More songs by Melendi
Description
Producer: Jose Castro
Writer: Ramon Melendi Espina
Lyrics and translation
Original
Somos la cruz que destroza el planeta,
La cara B de un CD universal.
Tranquimacín mezclado con Anfetas,
Somos un cóctel mortal.
Somos el pasto de cajas de pino,
Somos el tren que dejamos pasar.
Un tres por cuatro de ritmo cansino,
Pero capaces de amar.
Y ellos no saben lo que dicen,
Y otros no dicen lo que saben,
No lo dicen no.
Somos dos polos, cuatro estaciones
Somos la repercusion de, nuestras acciones.
Somos Romeos y Julietas
Somos el Sol con su arén de nueve planetas.
Somos reyes, somos gitanos
Por morder una manzana
A veces hasta gusanos.
Somos fuentes de calor y de energia
Somos por lo general, mas ladron que policía.
Somos el pan nuestro de cada día,
Una costilla, un bocado de Adán.
Somos soldados en primera línea,
Somos solo soledad.
Y ellos no saben lo que dicen,
Y otros no dicen lo que saben,
No lo dicen no.
Somos dos polos, cuatro estaciones
Somos la repercusion de, nuestras acciones.
Somos Romeos y Julietas
Somos el Sol con su arén de nueve planetas.
Somos reyes, somos gitanos
Por morder una manzana
A veces hasta gusanos.
Somos fuentes de calor y de energia
Somos por lo general, mas ladron que policía.
Somos una enfermedad de la que no se sabe cura.
Somos virus que estornudan y estudian Literatura.
Los hay listos, pero pocos,
Hay más tontos que orgullosos.
Sin saber que desde arriba, nos miran como piojos.
Somos una casa en ruinas somos dos pies y dos manos.
No sabemos que queremos, y aún así, reivindicamos.
Somos carne de cañón y adrenalina.
Una rza que es capaz de creerse sus mentiras.
Somos de lo que no hay en el Universo.
Somos una poesía con pasión pero sin beso.
Somos como corderitos persiguiendo religiones.
Sin saber que la verdad se encuentra en nuestros corazones.
Somos esa luz que dicen que brilla al fondo de un túnel.
Vamos corriendo hacia ella y es cuando de ser, dejamos.
English translation
We are the cross that destroys the planet,
The B side of a universal CD.
Tranquimacín mixed with Amphetas,
We are a deadly cocktail.
We are the pasture of pine boxes,
We are the train that we let pass.
A three by four with a tired rhythm,
But capable of love.
And they don't know what they say,
And others don't say what they know,
They don't say it no.
We are two poles, four seasons
We are the repercussion of our actions.
We are Romeos and Juliets
We are the Sun with its array of nine planets.
We are kings, we are gypsies
For biting an apple
Sometimes even worms.
We are sources of heat and energy
We are generally more thieves than police.
We are our daily bread,
A rib, a bite of Adam.
We are soldiers on the front line,
We are just loneliness.
And they don't know what they say,
And others don't say what they know,
They don't say it no.
We are two poles, four seasons
We are the repercussion of our actions.
We are Romeos and Juliets
We are the Sun with its array of nine planets.
We are kings, we are gypsies
For biting an apple
Sometimes even worms.
We are sources of heat and energy
We are generally more thieves than police.
We are a disease for which there is no known cure.
We are viruses that sneeze and study Literature.
There are ready ones, but few,
There are more fools than proud.
Without knowing that from above, they look at us like lice.
We are a house in ruins, we are two feet and two hands.
We don't know what we want, and yet, we demand.
We are cannon fodder and adrenaline.
A race that is capable of believing his lies.
We are what does not exist in the Universe.
We are poetry with passion but without a kiss.
We are like little lambs chasing religions.
Without knowing that the truth is found in our hearts.
We are that light that they say shines at the bottom of a tunnel.
We run towards it and that's when we stop.