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Marchita & Reluciente

Yeah...
Marchita & Reluciente
Cualquier parecido con la realidad
No es pura coincidencia
Esto es lo que pasa a diario
A diario...
Historias Rítmicas

Ella quiere sentirse amada
Ella ya no quiere sentir en su mejilla otra cachetada
Quiere reír cuando quiera reírse
Ya no sentir el miedo que hace que tenga que irse
Ser el objeto sexual de un abusivo
Poco comprensivo y casi siempre agresivo
Rutina que lastima
Casi nunca opina
Llega de la esquina y la golpiza le propina
Rosa con espinas!
Le regaló los mejores años de su vida
Pero el desengaño la mantiene consumida
Ya falta poco y por ese loco se suicida
Si su carita pálida no encuentra la salida
Los manotazos van y vienen como una estampida
Y nunca se detiene por más que ella se lo pida
De que manera detener a este ser
Que en un lejano ayer le dijo te amo mi mujer...
Madre soltera
Que hace magia con esa cartera
Niños que se desesperan
Por esa comida esperan
Mujer guerrera que se pone el mundo al hombro
Hembra que no necesita hombre para hacerse un nombre
Bella y radiante, iluminante como un diamante
Ella se levanta, implanta algo interesante
Lleva poco maquillaje, su belleza es natural
Su espejo es el reflejo de su fuerza espiritual
Para ella es habitual batallar el día a día
Ropita limpia y comida caliente para las crías
Mamá leona que no se impresiona en esta época machista
Esto no es un chiste, alza la vista
Es el orgullo mío, es el orgullo tuyo
Ella es ese grito poderoso en un murmullo
Ella es el capullo que florece en primavera
Cambia la estación pero no cambia la mujer sincera

Faded & Radiant

Yeah...
Faded & Radiant
Any resemblance to reality
Is not mere coincidence
This is what happens daily
On a daily basis...
Stories in Rhythm

She yearns to feel loved
She no longer wishes to feel another slap on her face
She wants to laugh when she wants to laugh
No longer to feel the fear that makes her have to leave
Being the sexual object of an abuser
Hardly understanding, almost always aggressive
Abusive routine
She hardly ever has a say
He comes home from the corner and gives her a beating
A rose with thorns!
She gave him the best years of her life
But the disappointment keeps her consumed
She's almost at her breaking point and because of his craziness
If she can't find her way out, her pale face will waste away
The slaps come and go like a stampede
And he never stops, no matter how much she cries out
How can she stop this being
That long ago said, I love you, my woman...
Single mother
Who works magic with her wallet
Children who are desperate
Waiting for her to fix them a meal
Warrior woman who can carry the weight of the world on her shoulders
Female who doesn't need a man to make a name for herself
Beautiful and radiant, illuminating like a diamond
She stands back up, extending something exciting
She wears little makeup, her beauty is natural
Her mirror is a reflection of her spiritual strength
For her, it's normal to battle day after day
Clean clothes and hot meals for the little ones
Mama lion who is not impressed by these chauvinistic times
This is not a joke, look up
This is my pride, this is your pride
She is that powerful cry in a whisper
She is the cocoon that blossoms in spring
The season changes, but the sincere woman remains the same