Paroles et traduction Bronko Yotte feat. Masquemusica & Dj Perez - La mano

La mano

Nos talaron nuestro parque entero
Los nervios no se volvieron de acero
Pero

Nunca sabes cómo viene
Nunca sabes cómo viene
Nunca sabes cómo viene

Nunca sabes cómo viene
Nunca sabes cómo viene
Nunca sabes cómo viene
La mano

Alguna vez decreté que nos iría bien
Pero desde entonces se mueve esta vida a cien
Pienso luego dudo,
Sufro y sobrevivo fruto de mi ambiente
Dentro tengo fuego, brasa incipiente,
Apuesto que la sientes
También

Se llevaron el agua en su maletín
Regalan lo que no es suyo hasta el último confín
Regaron con la sangre del sur su jardín
Y lo ostentaron luego en el diario de Agustín
Por si no te diste cuenta te lo expreso
Nuestro caudal viene escaso y espeso
Se fue todo en algodón y ese café espresso
Lo que creen que tienen un día no valdrá un peso
Se compraron y vendieron solos el cielo
Te lo ofrecen como empleo y consuelo
De tontos aunque se hacen no tienen un pelo
A que estemos un poco más atentos apelo
Pero aquel que se cayó una vez se cae de nuevo
Sobre todo bajo leyes del medioevo
Me pregunto si acaso llego a longevo
Y hasta oyendo al organillero me conmuevo

La oratoria sobra cuando te mueres
Pon alarmas para ver amaneceres
Si quieres

Nunca sabes cómo viene
Nunca sabes cómo viene
Nunca sabes cómo viene

Nunca sabes cómo viene
Nunca sabes cómo viene
Nunca sabes cómo viene
La mano.

The Hand

They cut down our entire park
My nerves did not turn to steel
But

You never know how it will come
You never know how it will come
You never know how it will come

You never know how it will come
You never know how it will come
You never know how it will come
The hand

I once decreed that we would be fine
But since then this life has moved at a hundred
I think then I doubt,
I suffer and survive as a result of my environment
Inside I have fire, an incipient ember,
I bet you feel it
Also

They took the water in their briefcase
They give away what is not theirs until the last corner
They watered their garden with the blood of the south
And then they flaunted it in Agustín's diary
In case you didn't realize I'll tell you
Our flow is scarce and thick
It all went in cotton and that espresso
What they think they have won't be worth a dime one day
They bought and sold heaven all by themselves
They offer it to you as a job and a consolation
They're not stupid, they just don't have any hair
I hope we'll be a little more attentive
But he who has fallen once falls again
Especially under the laws of the Middle Ages
I wonder if I will reach old age
And even hearing the organ grinder I am moved

Oratory is useless when you're dying
Set alarms to see the sunrises
If you want

You never know how it will come
You never know how it will come
You never know how it will come

You never know how it will come
You never know how it will come
You never know how it will come
The hand.