Paroles et traduction FERNANDO COSTA - Gusanos de Seda

Gusanos de Seda

Nos vimos fuera de la sala de espera
Evolución, gusanos de seda
Nos vimos cerca de deshumanizarnos
Involución, el hombre y el sistema

Cuánto tiempo consumido, nos comieron los problemas
Cuántos marineros se han perdido por oír sirenas
Cuántos delincuentes han huido por oír sirenas
Cuántas noches yo con mis dilemas

¿Ahora qué, ahora qué nos queda?
Tenemos fe, somos la sangre nueva
Soy el alfil esperando que el peón se mueva
Soy el esclavo deseando que su amor se muera

Remando lento, lejos mar adentro
La espina de mi rosa, las cruces de mi templo
Las horas que han pasado, los límites del tiempo

El niño se perdió, la niña siguió con su vida
Él no lo superó, ella lo pasó en seguida
Ella se centró, él tiró pa′ la bebida
La mama le enseñó nada tienes, nada cuidas

Hasta que derritan los cascos polares
Y que suban los caudales de los ríos, de los mares
Hasta el día que no queden animales
Lucharemos, te lo juro que no habrá na' que nos pare

Noches de mitos, rituales
Grito mientras me repito que tu vales
Tu carita mis altares
Cementerios, hospitales
Mi esquela escrita en los periódicos locales

Cuántas noches he escuchado esa noble cantinela
Cuántos hermanitos se han salvado de la papela
Pobre pajarito blanco, ha perdido el canto y ya no vuela

Ahora qué, a esa familia que les queda
Buscar pa′ comer, ese es su mayor problema
Mira tu actitud, no valoras las monedas
Somos mariposas, venimos de la seda

Remando lento, lejos mar adentro
La espina de mi rosa, las cruces de mi templo
Las horas que han pasado, los límites del tiempo

El padre se suicidó, cobraron el seguro (de) vida
No se ve el dolor, ahora dime quien los cuida
Daba igual la altura, lo que importa es la caída
Disfruta del paisaje, nos vamos enseguida.

Silkworms

We saw each other outside the waiting room
Evolution, silkworms
We came close to dehumanizing ourselves
Devolution, the man and the system

How much time was used, we were eaten by problems
How many sailors have been lost by hearing sirens
How many criminals have fled by hearing sirens
How many nights with my dilemmas

Now what, now what is left for us?
We have faith, we are the new blood
I am the bishop waiting for the pawn to move
I am the slave wishing that his love would die

Rowing slowly, far out to sea
The thorn of my rose, the crosses of my temple
The hours that have passed, the limits of time

The boy was lost, the girl went on with her life
He didn't get over it, she went over it right away
She focused, he threw himself into drinking
Mom taught him you have nothing, you care for nothing

Until the ice caps melt
And the rivers and seas rise
Until the day there are no more animals
We will fight, I swear to you that nothing will stop us

Nights of myths, rituals
I scream as I repeat to myself that you are worth it
Your little face is my altar
Cemeteries, hospitals
My obituary written in the local newspapers

How many nights have I listened to that noble story
How many little brothers and sisters have been saved from the situation
Poor little white bird, she has lost her song and no longer flies

Now what, what is left for that family
To look for food, that is their biggest problem
Look at your attitude, you don't value money
We are butterflies, we come from silk

Rowing slowly, far out to sea
The thorn of my rose, the crosses of my temple
The hours that have passed, the limits of time

The father committed suicide, they collected the life insurance
You can't see the pain, now tell me who takes care of them
It didn't matter the height, what matters is the fall
Enjoy the landscape, we'll be leaving soon.