Paroles et traduction E.Cais feat. Animaloides - Quimera Ácrata (feat. Animaloides)

Quimera Ácrata (feat. Animaloides)

"No puedes comprar la revolución
No puedes hacer la revolución
Está en tu espíritu
O no está en ninguna parte.
Banderas revuelan, revelan problemas,
Emblemas renuevan escuelas,
El pueblo se rebela, pero resbala,
Porque siempre uno falla, hay uno que nunca calla,
Hay uno que es un canalla,
Faltan soldados, se espantan letrados,
Sobran moldeados sobre sobornados,
Bailan cueca y es de cristal el tejado,
No saben que es la chueca
Y chueco han jugado.
Okey, feley, all right, muy bien,
Tu hipocresía hacía pactos bajos con la ley,
No quiere al gay, respeta al rey
Traiciona más que Judas en una movie de heist
Quieren ser terroristas pero viven
Con temor y egoístas
En tenor nepotista
Luego siguen al mejor estadista sólo para estar en la lista
Todo exhiben ni sé inhiben.
Y se miente de capa en la cara se desentiende de su vertiente
De mirada ajena esconde lo que siente,
Camina y respira desconociendo su vientre
Y a su gente y se miente,
La vida le depara la dama del inconsciente
Bajo las sábanas se desespera
La almohada le queda de sudadera
Es una quimera,
Una amalgama penando por la carretera.
Basta el puño ya no se alza,
Sólo se lanza a la cara o panza,
Ya no se transa, no nos alcanza
Con alabanzas, si la balanza pa′ acá no avanza,
Vendrá venganza, una matanza a la vieja usanza
De piel mudanza, de esta fiel danza toma confianza,
Empuñar la lanza, nunca más mansa,
Cortar cabezas será esperanza, mirada fija con la templanza.
Seremos partículas unidas
Que nunca se habían unido en su vida,
Aunque el camino va en subida
Aun nos quedan por encender unas turbinas
Que fulminan y culminan cualquier cima
Y terminan, determinan la partida,
No esquivan, hoy aquí van sin un gran plan
Dispuestos a matar si no hay pa' el pan
Y se miente de capa en la cara se desentiende de su vertiente
De mirada ajena esconde lo que siente,
Camina y respira desconociendo su vientre
Y a su gente y se miente,
La vida le depara la dama del inconsciente
Bajo las sábanas se desespera
La almohada le queda de sudadera
Es una quimera,
Una amalgama penando por la carretera.
¿Porqué no avanzamos al cambio que queremos?
¿Porque hay gente en el barco que ya soltó los remos?
Hemos recorrido juntos grandes terrenos,
Pero todavía estamos lejos de gritar venceremos
Menos si no nos revisamos nosotros mismos
De racismo, clasismo, micro machismos
Si seguimos en los actos siendo los mismos,
No esperen un resultado distinto.
Estamos histéricos viviendo en este contexto histórico,
A pesar de los hechos pretéritos,
La misma historia se nos repitió
Crear una juventud apolítica,
Sin nada de educación cívica,
Agobiarlos con deudas infinitas
Y al sistema liberal legitimar.
Percibimos, permitimos perseguimos espejismos
Escritos en pergaminos
El camino minado que a mi no me ha dominado
Yo sigo sin látigo y digo, hablo, opino
Dejo de creer en el destino
Hago lo que mi alma al mundo vino,
Mi terapia es todo cambiar.
Y se miente de capa en la cara se desentiende de su vertiente
De mirada ajena esconde lo que siente,
Camina y respira desconociendo su vientre
Y a su gente y se miente,
La vida le depara la dama del inconsciente
Bajo las sábanas se desespera
La almohada le queda de sudadera
Es una quimera,
Una amalgama penando por la carretera.

Anarchist Chimera (feat. Animaloides)

"You can't buy the revolution
You can't make the revolution
It's in your spirit
Or it's nowhere.
Flags fly, revealing problems,
Emblems renew schools,
The people rebel, but slip,
Because one always fails, there is one who never shuts up,
There is one who is a scoundrel,
Soldiers are missing, scholars are scared,
There are too many molded over bribed,
They dance cueca and the roof is made of glass,
They don't know what chueca is
And they have played crookedly.
Okay, feley, all right, very well,
Your hypocrisy made low deals with the law,
Doesn't like gays, respects the king
Betrays more than Judas in a heist movie
They want to be terrorists but they live
With fear and selfish
In a nepotistic tenor
Then they follow the best statesman just to be on the list
They exhibit everything, they don't even inhibit.
And they lie with a cape on their face, they disregard their slope
They hide what they feel from the eyes of others,
They walk and breathe unaware of their belly
And their people and they lie,
Life holds for them the lady of the unconscious
Under the sheets they despair
The pillow is left as a sweatshirt
It's a chimera,
An amalgam suffering along the road.
Enough, the fist is no longer raised,
It only throws itself at the face or belly,
It is no longer traded, it is not enough for us
With praises, if the balance does not move here,
Revenge will come, a massacre in the old way
Of skin change, from this faithful dance take confidence,
Wield the spear, never again meek,
Cutting off heads will be hope, a fixed gaze with temperance.
We will be united particles
That had never been united in their lives,
Although the path goes uphill
We still have some turbines to ignite
That fulminate and culminate any peak
And they end, they determine the game,
They don't dodge, today they go here without a big plan
Willing to kill if there is no bread
And they lie with a cape on their face, they disregard their slope
They hide what they feel from the eyes of others,
They walk and breathe unaware of their belly
And their people and they lie,
Life holds for them the lady of the unconscious
Under the sheets they despair
The pillow is left as a sweatshirt
It's a chimera,
An amalgam suffering along the road.
Why don't we move towards the change we want?
Because there are people on the boat who have already let go of the oars?
We have traveled great lands together,
But we are still far from shouting we will win
Less so if we don't check ourselves
Of racism, classism, micro-machismos
If we continue to be the same in our actions,
Don't expect a different result.
We are hysterical living in this historical context,
Despite the past events,
The same story was repeated to us
Create an apolitical youth,
With no civic education at all,
Overwhelm them with infinite debts
And legitimize the liberal system.
We perceive, we allow, we pursue mirages
Written on parchments
The mined path that has not dominated me
I continue without a whip and I say, I speak, I give my opinion
I stop believing in destiny
I do what my soul came to the world to do,
My therapy is to change everything.
And they lie with a cape on their face, they disregard their slope
They hide what they feel from the eyes of others,
They walk and breathe unaware of their belly
And their people and they lie,
Life holds for them the lady of the unconscious
Under the sheets they despair
The pillow is left as a sweatshirt
It's a chimera,
An amalgam suffering along the road.