Paroles et traduction Suma Paciencia - Te Callas

Te Callas

Otra vez te callas
Cuando hay que presentar batalla
Y en el barrio va sonando la metralla
Una madre, ruega a su dios: "Oh no, no, no, no, que no sea mi niño".

Las chances de hacer algo se presentan a tu puerta
Algo que sume, algo distinto.
Algo que cierre tanta herida abierta
Y ni siquiera, ni siquiera lo intentas.
Todo aquello que nos desalienta
A tu narciso corazón no le calienta.
Qué vida, que pena
Sos uno más de toda esa masa terca
Que nunca ponen el grito en el cielo
Mientras no les pase la desgracia cerca.

Orgullosa es tu boca que no aguanta
Lo que expresa tu cabeza por garganta.
No retiene, no se frena ni se espanta
De tu intención de figurar, eso te encanta.
Si fueras divertido pasarías casi inadvertido
Pero tu espíritu, lejos de ser positivo.
Aunque tu vieja y tu vecino juzguen de atrevido lo que digo
Tus enanos objetivos, me resultan aburridos.

Que sea menester tener la mente liberada
De ideas, impuestas por quienes quieren aún más grande su tajada
Y se aprovechan, de tu silencio, cada vez que lo inhumano rayan.
Inhumano es el silencio que presencio y sentencio ahora que Te Callas!

Otra vez te callas
Cuando hay que presentar batalla
Y en el barrio va sonando la metralla
Una madre, ruega a su dios: "Oh no, no, no, no, que no sea mi niño".

Y a diario quejarte te veo
Pa señalar es que te crecen los dedos
No caminas porque siempre andas con miedo.

Again, Again, ahí te va otra vez!

A diario quejarte te veo
Pa señalar es que te crecen los dedos
No caminas porque siempre andas con miedo.

BUH! BUH!

Tu razonamiento lento no comprende
Que tu paranoia, es evidente
Provocada por tu fobia inminente
Encasillando a la gente de delincuente.
Porque lo que usamos no combina glamorosamente
Y como hablamos no te suena apropiadamente
En tus círculos sociales, poco inteligentes
Ahora préstame atención verdaderamente.

Para que esto no concluya de manera imprudente
Por más que me tilden de prepotente
Te prohíbo que nos miren lastimosamente
Porque esto es inherente.
A la división planteada permanentemente
Con un discurso, absurdo, difuso
Mira como mienten! Alevosamente!
Dicen que es el precio lamentablemente
Por funcionar eficientemente
Que revienten!

Colorín colorado, este cuento se ha acabado
No sé si queda claro
Lo que digo
Lamento verte así de podrido
Sé que me crees confundido
Pero no te equivoques amigo
En el alma yo tranquilo
Y vos mendigo!

Que sea menester tener la mente liberada
De ideas, impuestas por quienes quieren aún más grande su tajada
Y se aprovechan, de tu silencio, cada vez que lo inhumano rayan.
Inhumano es el silencio que presencio y sentencio ahora que Te Callas!

Otra vez te callas
Cuando hay que presentar batalla
Y en el barrio va sonando la metralla
Una madre, ruega a su dios: "Oh no, no, no, no, que no sea mi niño".

You Shut Up

Again you shut up
When it's time to present battle
And in the neighborhood the machine gun is blasting
A mother, begs her god: "Oh no, no, no, no, let it not be my child".

The chances to do something present themselves at your door
Something that adds up, something different.
Something to close so many open wounds
And you don't even, you don't even try.
Everything that discourages us
Doesn't warm your narcissistic heart.
What a life, what a shame
You're one more of all that stubborn mass
That never scream at the sky
As long as misfortune doesn't happen nearby.

Proud is your mouth that can't stand
What your head expresses through your throat.
It doesn't hold back, it doesn't stop or get scared
Of your intention to stand out, that enchants you.
If you were funny you would go almost unnoticed
But your spirit, far from being positive.
Although your old lady and your neighbor judge what I say as daring
Your dwarfish objectives, I find them boring.

May it be necessary to have a liberated mind
Of ideas, imposed by those who want an even bigger share
And they take advantage of your silence every time they border on inhumanity.
Inhuman is the silence I witness and sentence now that You Shut Up!

Again you shut up
When it's time to present battle
And in the neighborhood the machine gun is blasting
A mother, begs her god: "Oh no, no, no, no, let it not be my child".

And I see you complain every day
Your fingers grow to point
You don't walk because you're always afraid.

Again, Again, there you go again!

And I see you complain every day
Your fingers grow to point
You don't walk because you're always afraid.

BUH! BUH!

Your slow reasoning doesn't understand
That your paranoia, is evident
Caused by your imminent phobia
Pigeonholing people as delinquents.
Because what we wear doesn't combine glamorously
And the way we speak doesn't sound appropriate to you
In your social circles, not very smart
Now pay attention to me truly.

So that this doesn't end recklessly
As much as I am labeled arrogant
I forbid you to look at us pitifully
Because this is inherent.
To the division permanently proposed
With a speech, absurd, diffuse
Look how they lie! Insidiously!
They say it's the price unfortunately
To function efficiently
Revolt!

Colorful Colorado, this story is over
I don't know if it's clear
What I say
I'm sorry to see you so rotten
I know you think I'm confused
But don't be mistaken my friend
In my soul I am calm
And you are a beggar!

May it be necessary to have a liberated mind
Of ideas, imposed by those who want an even bigger share
And they take advantage of your silence every time they border on inhumanity.
Inhuman is the silence I witness and sentence now that You Shut Up!

Again you shut up
When it's time to present battle
And in the neighborhood the machine gun is blasting
A mother, begs her god: "Oh no, no, no, no, let it not be my child".