Lyrics and translation Bearoid & Sr. Chen - Cherokee

Cherokee

Un indio me dio de su pipa
Para hacer las pases
No sabemos guardar las formas
No somos capaces

Tanta testosterona en vena
Nos hace rapaces
Tu me pisas, yo te piso
A ver que es lo que haces

Un indio me dio de su pipa
Para hacer las pases
Me miró con ojos rojos
Me enseñó dientes de sable
Me dijo "vigila el cuello,
Es por donde pierdes mas sangre,
Un guerrero siempre lucha aunque sepa que ya es tarde"

Voy cruzando esta tierra
Sin recursos, sin problemas

Un indio me dijo que realidad
Hay detrás del cromo
Proyecciones estan
Desde marte a Barcelona
Señales de humo para no dejarte sola
Y hola, coge ese lagarto y se rompe la cola
Un indio me leyó el futuro incierto
Y ahora no se si escoge las cosas o vienen solas
Un buen guerrero no usa su hacha contra personas
Mato mis hombres con ayahuasca y coca-cola

Voy cruzando esta tierra
Sin recursos, sin problemas

Cherokee

An Indian gave me some of his pipe
To make peace
We are unable to behave
We are incapable

So much testosterone in our veins
Makes us rapacious
You step on me, I step on you
Let's see what you do

An Indian gave me some of his pipe
To make peace
He looked at me with red eyes
He showed me his saber-toothed fangs
He told me, "Watch your neck,
That's where you lose the most blood,
A warrior always fights even when he knows it's too late."

I'm crossing this land
Without resources, without problems

An Indian told me that reality
Lies behind the chrome
There are projections
From Mars to Barcelona
Smoke signals to keep you company
And hey, grab that lizard and it breaks its tail
An Indian read my uncertain future
And now I don't know if I choose things or they come by themselves
A good warrior doesn't use his ax on people
I kill my men with ayahuasca and Coca-Cola

I'm crossing this land
Without resources, without problems