Lyrics and translation Patricia Sosa - Con el Agua al Cuello

Con el Agua al Cuello

Aquí, bajo este cielo
Que se por la mitad,
Aquí, donde un imperio
Reina sobre la verdad.
Aquí, con el agua al cuello.

Aquí, donde soporto,
Tu mentira es mi verdad.
Aquí, que a un delincuente
Premian con la libertad.
Aquí, con el agua al cuello.

Hace falta que reces,
Y es mucho mejor que pienses,
Todo mal, todo crece,
Nada es lo que parece.
No es poesía, es urgente,
Basta sólo que lo intentes,
Cambiar, dejar de estar por estar,
Enloquecerte sólo un poco, al menos.

Aquí estamos sufriendo,
Siempre hay un lugar peor,
Y si eso te conforma,
Que te lo perdone Dios.

Aquí...

Hace falta que reces,
Y es mucho mejor que pienses,
Todo mal, todo crece,
Nada es lo que parece.
No es poesía, es urgente,
Basta sólo que lo intentes,
Cambiar, dejar de estar por estar,
Enloquecerte sólo un poco, al menos.
Cambiar, dejar de estar por estar,
Tender la mano sólo un poco, al menos.

Hace falta que reces,
Y es mucho mejor que pienses,
Todo mal, todo crece,
Nada es lo que parece.
No es poesía, es urgente,
Basta sólo que lo intentes,
Cambiar, dejar de estar por estar,
Cambiar, dejar de estar por estar,
Cambiar, dejar de estar por estar,
Enloquecerte sólo un poco, al menos.

Up to My Neck in Water

Here, under this sky
That's breaking in half,
Here, where an empire
Reigns over the truth.
Here, with water up to my neck.

Here, where I endure,
Your lie is my truth.
Here, where a criminal
Is rewarded with freedom.
Here, with water up to my neck.

You must pray,
And it's much better if you think about,
All that's bad, all that's growing,
Nothing is what it seems.
This is not poetry, it's urgent,
You just have to try,
To change, to stop being just for the sake of it,
To lose your mind just a little, at least.

Here we are, suffering,
There's always a worse place,
And if that makes you feel better,
May God forgive you.

Here...

You must pray,
And it's much better if you think about,
All that's bad, all that's growing,
Nothing is what it seems.
This is not poetry, it's urgent,
You just have to try,
To change, to stop being just for the sake of it,
To lose your mind just a little, at least.
To change, to stop being just for the sake of it,
To reach out just a little, at least.

You must pray,
And it's much better if you think about,
All that's bad, all that's growing,
Nothing is what it seems.
This is not poetry, it's urgent,
You just have to try,
To change, to stop being just for the sake of it,
To change, to stop being just for the sake of it,
To change, to stop being just for the sake of it,
To lose your mind just a little, at least.