Paroles et traduction Tako - Ciudadano Militar

Ciudadano Militar

Naciste en sábanas calientes,
Te pusieron de nombre militar.
Todo estaba muy tranquilo,
Y tú te liaste a tiros.
No quisiera que
Te volviera a suceder.
Ahora que me vengan uno a uno
Y por la misma puerta.

Contamos demasiados muertos
Contamos demasiada represión.
¿Qué hace un puñado de casquillos
En el estómago de un crío?
No hay excusas, no,
Ni argumentos, ya lo veis.
Hay muy pocos medios,
Demasiada pasta

Y mucho en juego.

Naciste en sábanas calientes,
Te pusieron de nombre militar.
Todo estaba muy tranquilo,
Y tú te liaste a tiros.

Military Citizen

You were born in warm sheets,
They gave you the name military.
Everything was very peaceful,
And you started shooting.
I wouldn't want that
To happen to you again.
Now that they come to me one by one
And through the same door.

We count too many dead
We count too much repression.
What does a handful of shells do
In a child's stomach?
There are no excuses, no,
Nor arguments, you see.
There are very few means,
Too much dough

And a lot at stake.

You were born in warm sheets,
They gave you the name military.
Everything was very peaceful,
And you started shooting.