Lyrics and translation Non Servium - El Rodillo del Kaos

El Rodillo del Kaos

Miro hacia atrás e intento recordar,
Parece que fue ayer cuando todo empezó a vibrar
CORRIAN LOS 90, SE ESFUMARON SIN DARNOS CUENTA

Primera prioridad petarnos un local,
Si no tenemos nada como vamos a ensayar
EL PATADON, LO PEGAS TU O LO PEGO YO

Joder que iniciativa, que vigor, que expectativas,
No podía salir mal estaba cantao
SE RESPIRABAN GANAS, POR LOS CUATRO COSTAOS

Las ganas de liarla y desparramar,
Se mascaba la tragedia en cualquier lugar
EL RODILLO DEL KAOS, EMPEZABA A GIRAR

No hay vuelta atrás la suerte estaba echada,
5 degenerados de vidas aceleradas
LA VAN A LIAR ESTA NOCHE EN TU CIUDAD

Hoy lo reventamos esta noche la montamos,
Con Ignotus, Kaos urbano y los Efectos Secundarios
Y ES QUE POR LA NOCHE, TODOS LOS GATOS SON PARDOS

Que ritmo de vida, que mezcla de sensaciones,
Lo que pensaba la gente importaba 3 cojones,
Y es que solo recordarlo me pone a mil revoluciones!!!

MIRANOS A LOS OJOS Y DINOS LO QUE VES
Han pasado muchos años nada sigue igual que ayer, pero
SIGUEN LAS MISMAS GANAS, SUPERANDO LOS PROBLEMAS
Y es que la llama de punk OI! aun nos corre por las venas

Recorriéndonos el mapa mil horas de carretera,
Sentir que la adrenalina de nosotros se apodera
DE MADRID A ZARAGOZA ESAS SI QUE ERAN BUENAS

Semana bruta menudo descontrol,
Nos esperaban colegas buen speed y Rock & Roll
ASI SIN DARNOS CUENTAS 3 DIAS DEL TIRON

Retumbaban los caminos no era una apisonadora,
Era un autobús de locos camino de Barcelona
CIUDAD CONDAL LA VAMOS A LIAR

Desde Asturies a Galicia y pasando por Pamplona,
Ahí están los Indar Gorri que nunca nos decepcionan
JUNTAMOS NOCHES CON DIAS NO PASABAN LAS HORAS

Regreso duro por tierras castellanas,
Buscando desparrame bajamos hasta Granada
DE AQUÍ NO NOS MOVEMOS HASTA QUE NO QUEDE NADA

Ya desde el sur pillamos rumbo a Castellón,
Parar en Murcia es casi una obligación
LOS HERMANOS ZAPATA SE UNEN AL DESCONTROL

Camino a Europa antes de cruzar el charco,
De empalmada en el avión ahí casi me da algo,
MEXICO NOS ESPERA, Colombia, Chile, Venezuela!!!!

MIRANOS A LOS OJOS Y DINOS LO QUE VES
Han pasado muchos años nada sigue igual que ayer, pero
SIGUEN LAS MISMAS GANAS, SUPERANDO LOS PROBLEMAS
Y es que la llama de punk OI! aun nos corre por las venas

Y ES QUE LA LLAMA DEL PUNK AUN NOS CORRE POR LAS VENAS.

The Roller of Chaos

I look back and try to remember,
It seems like yesterday when everything started to vibrate
THE 90s RAN, THEY VANISHED WITHOUT US NOTICING

First priority to crash a place,
If we don't have anything, how are we going to rehearse
THE KICK, YOU GIVE IT OR I GIVE IT

Damn what initiative, what vigor, what expectations,
It couldn't go wrong, it was sung
WILLINGNESS WAS BREATHED, ON ALL FOUR SIDES

The desire to mess it up and spread it,
The tragedy was chewed in any place
THE ROLLER OF CHAOS, BEGAN TO TURN

There is no turning back, the die was cast,
5 degenerates of accelerated lives
THEY ARE GOING TO FUCK IT UP TONIGHT IN YOUR CITY

Today we blow it up, tonight we set it up,
With Ignotus, Kaos Urbano and the Side Effects
AND IT IS THAT AT NIGHT, ALL CATS ARE BROWN

What a rhythm of life, what a mixture of sensations,
What people thought mattered 3 shits,
And just remembering it puts me at a thousand revolutions!!!

LOOK US IN THE EYES AND TELL US WHAT YOU SEE
Many years have passed, nothing is the same as yesterday, but
THE SAME DESIRE REMAINS, OVERCOMING PROBLEMS
And it is that the flame of punk OI! still runs through our veins

Traveling the map a thousand hours of road,
Feeling the adrenaline take over us
FROM MADRID TO ZARAGOZA THOSE WERE GOOD

Brutal week what a mess,
Colleagues, good speed and Rock & Roll were waiting for us
SO WITHOUT US REALIZING 3 DAYS STRAIGHT

The roads rumbled it wasn't a steamroller,
It was a bus of crazy people on the way to Barcelona
CIUDAD CONDAL WE ARE GOING TO FUCK IT UP

From Asturies to Galicia and passing through Pamplona,
There are the Indar Gorri who never disappoint us
WE JOINED NIGHTS WITH DAYS, THE HOURS DID NOT PASS

Hard return through Castilian lands,
Looking for a mess we went down to Granada
WE ARE NOT MOVING FROM HERE UNTIL THERE IS NOTHING LEFT

Already from the south we take the course to Castellón,
Stopping in Murcia is almost an obligation
THE ZAPATA BROTHERS JOIN THE OUT OF CONTROL

On the way to Europe before crossing the pond,
Joined on the plane there I almost had something,
MEXICO IS WAITING FOR US, Colombia, Chile, Venezuela!!!!

LOOK US IN THE EYES AND TELL US WHAT YOU SEE
Many years have passed, nothing is the same as yesterday, but
THE SAME DESIRE REMAINS, OVERCOMING PROBLEMS
And it is that the flame of punk OI! still runs through our veins

AND IT IS THAT THE FLAME OF PUNK STILL RUNS THROUGH OUR VEINS.