Lyrics and translation Isabel Parra - Acerca de los Padres

Acerca de los Padres

Cuando venia de la escuela
Y alguien le quitaba un medio a niño
Su padre le pegaba haciendolo salir
Tenía que romperle la cara sin llorar
Si se ponía a dibujar
Sus pajaros y soles le hacia trizas
Los machos juegan a las bolas y a pelear, buscate un papalote y deja de soñar
No pudo decir que tuvo miedo, no pudo decir que le dolia,
No pufo decir que era salvaje lo hacia
No pudo llorar como pensaba
No pudo pedir ayuda alguna
No pudo sino tragar en seco su amargura
Quieenn
Quien tiene en un hijo en las entrañas
Quien le esta dando el desayuno
Pata cobrarselo mañana,
Quien, quien, quien, quieenn
Quien jugetea con la alquimia
Quien quiere fabricar cerebros
Y solo esta sembrardo muertos
Quien, quien, quien, quieenn
Y la erosion le trajo un sexo
Y una presencia ante la vida
Sellados por un fuerte cordon umbilical
Pues por su filiacion sexual lo juzgaran
Hoy los archibos se desbordan
De sicopatias y prejuicios
De mutiladas fantasias del horror
De remendados en la frente y el amor
De nada le sirve ser hermano
De nada le sirve ser amigo
El sexo es el juego universal del ser humano
Y si eres mujer no pidas ni agua
Si cambias de hombre por semana
El odio te sigue inevitable cara a cara
Quieenn
Quien tiene un hijo en las entrañas
Quien le esta dando el desayuno
Para cobrarselo mañana
Quien quien quien quieenn
Quien juguetea con la alquimia
Quien quiere fabricar cerebros
Y solo esta sembrando muertos
Quien, quien, quien, quieen
Quien,
Quien
Quien.

About the Parents

When I came back from school
And someone took half a sandwich from a child
His father would beat him up and make him leave
He had to break his face without crying
When he started to draw
His birds and suns he would tear to shreds
Boys play with balls and fight, look for a kite and stop dreaming
He couldn't say he was scared, he couldn't say he was in pain
He couldn't say that doing that was savage
He couldn't cry like he thought
He couldn't ask for help
He could only swallow his bitterness
Who
Who has a child in their womb
Who is giving him breakfast
To cash in on him tomorrow
Who, who, who, who
Who tinkers with alchemy
Who wants to manufacture brains
And is only sowing death
Who, who, who, who
And erosion brought him a sex
And a presence before life
Sealed by a strong umbilical cord
Because of his sexual affiliation, he will be judged
Today the archives are overflowing
With psychopathy and prejudice
Of mutilated fantasies of horror
Of those patched up in the forehead and in love
It's no use to him to be a brother
It's no use to him to be a friend
Sex is the universal game of the human being
And if you're a woman, don't even ask for water
If you change men every week
Hatred follows you inevitably face to face
Who
Who has a child in their womb
Who is giving him breakfast
To charge him for it tomorrow
Who who who who
Who tinkers with alchemy
Who wants to manufacture brains
And is only sowing death
Who, who, who, who
Who,
Who
Who.