Paroles et traduction Guanaco - Oro Negro

Oro Negro

Manos cansadas se sumergen en el rio
Se le van, remojan frente y su cuerpo abatido
Los pies descalzos buscan refugio seguro
Escalofrios, contracciones viene en camino
En medio del dolor ella conserva la calma
La niña sera mujer guarda la dicha en el alma
Brillo en sus ojos, pero no hay lagrimas
La selva lo resguarda
El broto del dolor de su madre
Sumido en llantos,
Cerca de una laguna
Cayo bañando en sangre, en el suelo no habia cuna,
Ella le envio su cuerpo con manzas aguas de vertiente pura
Lo sujeto en brazos,
Le enseño el significado de la dulzura
Lo cubrio en su lecho, bebio de su pecho
Le enseño que la tierra es su casa y que el cielo es su lecho
Insectos cantaron una cancion,
Aves dibujaron en sus ojos fascinacion
El sol lo calento, la luna lo acompaño
La selva lo sano lo alimento
Brindo abundacia pa' todo su pueblo
Generaciones de paz crecieron
Hasta que el rio trajo aguas con veneno
Oro negro, intoxicando su suelo, el progreso asechando y corrompiendo
Anulando una vez mas destruyendo
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"Politicos vendiendo a su pueblo"
Trans nacionales entraron sin pedir permiso
Mancharon el rio de oro negro, intoxicaron a sus hijos
Transformaron la riqueza en pobreza
Se repartieron el botin politico sobre una mesa
Un grupo de nativos vs. una empresa
El peso del billete vs. la inocencia
El cancer ronda donde una vez hubo vida
La Tierra sangra profunda herida
La miseria, el hambre, la expropiación, la enagenación, su cultura batida
Empresarios gringos comprando ministros, sicarios economicospagando jueces y al fisco
Y los diarios no publican nada,
La poblacion ignora la mina de oro en la que estas sentada,
La televisión muestra la version desenfocada
Que el mundo se entere que nuestra selva fue violada
Texaco-Chevron mancho el territorio sucoya de negro, vistio de luto y cancer a todo un pueblo
No hay dinero en el mundo que pague las vidas perdidas, las especies extintas.
El ruido y la peste de pozos petroleros emanando toxico veneno
Un juicio de la gente sencilla contra los dueños del mundo entero
Exigimos que esta historia no se repita, que generaciones futurasbno lo permitan
Somos un pueblo pequeño pero nadie nos calla
Me remito al poder de la palabra, de la gente humilde es la unica arma
Hoy la disparo como una metralla
Que ni arrancandonos la lengua esta historia será olvidada
Que quede claro que ni arrancandonosbla lengua esta historia nunca jamas sera olvidada
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Black Gold

Weary hands dip into the river
They come away wet, their brow and body worn
Bare feet search for a safe haven
Shivering, contractions are coming
Amidst the pain, she remains calm
The girl will be a woman, guarding her joy in her soul
There's a sparkle in her eyes, but no tears
The jungle gives her shelter
The fruit of her mother's sorrow
Bathed in tears,
Near a lagoon
She lies bathed in blood, there was no crib on the floor
She sent her body along with soft flowing spring water
She held him in her arms,
She taught him the meaning of gentleness
She covered him in her bed, he drank from her breast
She taught him that the earth is his home and that the sky is his bed
Insects sang a song,
Birds painted fascination in her eyes
The sun warmed him, the moon kept him company
The jungle healed him and fed him
It bestowed abundance upon all her people
Generations of peace have grown
Until the river brought contaminated water
Black gold, intoxicating its soil, progress lurking and corrupting
Quashing once more, destroying
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"Politicians selling out their people"
Transnationals entered without permission
They stained the river with black gold, poisoned her children
They transformed wealth into poverty
They divided the political loot over a table
A group of natives vs. a company
The weight of money vs. innocence
Cancer stalks where life once abounded
The Earth bleeds deep wounds
Misery, hunger, expropriation, alienation, their culture is beaten
Gringo businessmen buying ministers, economic hitmen paying judges and the treasury
And the newspapers don't publish anything
The population is unaware of the gold mine you're sitting on,
Television shows the out-of-focus version
Let the world know that our jungle has been violated
Texaco-Chevron stained the Sucoya territory black, dressed an entire people in mourning and cancer
There is no money in the world that can pay for the lives lost, the extinct species.
The noise and stench of oil wells emitting toxic venom
A trial of ordinary people against the owners of the whole world
We demand that this story not be repeated, that future generations will not allow it
We are a small people but no one can silence us
I refer to the power of words, the humble people's only weapon
Today I fire it like a machine gun
May this story never be forgotten, even if they tear out our tongues
Let it be clear that even if they tear out our tongues, this story will never, ever be forgotten.
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