Paroles et traduction Ignacio Copani - Para Que Preguntas

Para Que Preguntas

Ahí viene el invasor en su armadura
A prueba de calores y de heladas.
Lleva más cargadores su cintura
Que todo el batallón que lo esperaba
Ay, si la arena fuera levadura
Y sólo con el viento se elevara
Para ocultarme detrás de su espesura
Y salvarme de sus garras.
Ahí viene el invasor con su estandarte,
Como garante nuestra democracia.
Dispara contra ti para "cuidarte",
Me escupe y quiere que le dé las gracias.
Ay, si en el mundo hubiera alguna parte
Sin su asqueroso acento de arrogancia
Me moriría hija mía por llevarte,
No importa la distancia
Ahí viene el invasor y sus aliados
Son cuatro perros que bajo su falda
Creen tener poder como su amo,
Pero tan sólo comen sus migajas
Ay, si bajara el Dios de los cristianos,
O Jehová, o Alá, o el que haga falta
Para enviar mensajes más humanos,
Para lanzarle rayos por la espalda.
Ahí viene el invasor por tu cosecha,
Por tu alimento, tu agua y tu energía
Avanza siempre sobre la derecha
Aunque haga fintas de ir por otra vía.
Ay, si pudiera mi almita desecha
En su último suspiro ver el día
En que los parta una flecha,
Y haga lenta su agonía.
Ahí viene el invasor, el insaciable
Viene por más, su sed no se termina.
Por el Oriente viene a fuego y sangre,
Con corrupción a América Latina.
Ay, si la fuerza del cielo y los mares,
O si es que existen las fuerzas divinas
Pudieran darle a esos cerdos animales
Lo que merecen cuando nos lastiman.
Ahí viene el invasor y sus aliados
Son cuatro perros que bajo su falda
Creen tener poder como su amo,
Pero tan sólo comen sus migajas
Ay, si bajara el Dios de los cristianos,
O Jehová, o Alá, o el que haga falta...
Para enviar mensajes más humanos,
Para lanzarse rayos por la espalda.

What Do You Ask For

There comes the invader in his armor,
Proof against heat and frost.
He carries more chargers with the gear
Than the entire battalion that awaited him
Oh, if the sand were yeast
And only with the wind it rose
To hide myself behind its thickness
And keep me safe from his clutches.
There comes the invader with his banner,
As a guarantor of our democracy.
He shoots at you to "protect" you,
He spits at me and wants me to thank him for it.
Oh, if there were somewhere in the world
Without his disgusting accent of arrogance
I would die, my daughter, to take you there,
No matter the distance
There comes the invader and his allies
They are four dogs that under his skirt
Think they have power like their master,
But they only eat his scraps
Oh, if the God of the Christians would come down,
Or Jehovah, or Allah, or whoever it takes
To send more human messages,
To throw bolts of lightning at his back.
There comes the invader for your harvest,
For your food, your water, and your energy
He always advances on the right
Even if he feints to go another way.
Oh, if I could, my little soul would cast
In his last breath, see the day
On which an arrow pierces them,
And makes their agony slow.
There comes the insatiable invader
He comes for more, his thirst is endless.
From the East, he comes with fire and blood,
To Latin America with corruption.
Oh, if the force of the heavens and the seas,
Or if divine forces exist
Could give those animalistic swine
What they deserve when they hurt us.
There comes the invader and his allies
They are four dogs that under his skirt
Think they have power like their master,
But they only eat his scraps
Oh, if the God of the Christians would come down,
Or Jehovah, or Allah, or whoever it takes...
To send more human messages,
To throw lightning bolts at my back.