Текст и перевод песни Angie - Lagrimas Sangre

Lagrimas Sangre

Haggyo Wrong, sahoe Wrong
Bumo Wrong, seonsaeng Wrong
Pihaeja Wrong, gahaeja Wrong
Bang-gwanja Maybe, bang-gwanja Maybe.
'Chakana-i Complex', geuge nae byeongmyeong-i-eotji
(Geuraedo moduhante jalhaejwosseo) geuge nae byeonmyeong-i-eotji
Dwi-eseon nabbeudamyeo ssipgo apeseon chakan cheokaesseo
Bwado mot bon cheokaesseo haggyoneun jeonjaengteo
Eojjeomyeon igeon haggyoran sagagui Ring wi-eseo-ui namanui ssaum
Nugun-ganeun geujeo bang-gwane daehan jeongdanghwa-il bbunira hagetjiman
Oh I don't care, geugeon eoreundeurinigga swipge hal su inneun yaegi
Gahaeja anim pihaeja anim da bang-gwanjaga doeneun yeogi
Nal bigeopada son-garakjilhaedo joha
Geunde neon eolmana jeong-uirowoseonnya
Son naemil su eomneun geol aljanha
Geuraetdagan nado ddoggati doejanha
Eoseolpeun jeong-uigame sarojapijima yeong-ung-eun jugeosseo
Igeon hyeonsiriya, saraya hal bbun, banjeoneun eopseo
Yeogin gyosiriraneun sagagui Ring-gwa
Simpan eomneun gwangaekbbunin gyeong-gijang
You know yeong-wonhi seungjaneun eopseo modu da jiji
Seungjineun eopseo modu da jiji
Yeogin gyosiriraneun sagagui Ring-gwa
Simpan eomneun gwangaekbbunin gyeong-gijang
You know yeong-wonhi seungjaneun eopseo modu da jiji
Seungjineun eopseo modu da jiji
Haggyo Wrong, sahoe Wrong
Bumo Wrong, seonsaeng Wrong
Pihaeja Wrong, gahaeja Wrong
Bang-gwanja Maybe, bang-gwanja Maybe (SUGA)
Haggyopongnyeogui geun-gan, ggeunchi mothan aksunhwan
Gyosiriran jobeun sagagui Ring-eneun eopseo chulguga
Geurae gyeolguk haggyoran i sahoe-ui chuksopan
Eoreundeuri meotdaero mandeun yagyuggangsigui pungtoga
Yakjareul yakage mandeulgo gangjareul ganghage mandeureotji
Gangjanigga yakanjaneun dang-yeonhi geureoke danghage mandeureotji
Chin-guneun jeok-iran gareuchim deoge mandeureojin himui seoyeolsahoe
Himi eomneun jareul balgo ollaseoge mandeun eoreundeurui sangsik seoneseo
Chebeoreun geumjidwaesseo, pongnyeogui sun-gan
'Micheo alji mothaetda'ran mareun geujeo byeonmyeong-i dwaesseo
Geurae i sahoega bang-gwanja-ija dareun gahaeja
Haksaengdeureun gyosiriran uri ane gatin pihaeja
Yeogin gyosiriraneun sagagui Ring-gwa
Simpan eomneun gwangaekbbunin gyeong-gijang
You know yeong-wonhi seungjaneun eopseo modu da jiji
Seungjineun eopseo modu da jiji
Yeogin gyosiriraneun sagagui Ring-gwa
Simpan eomneun gwangaekbbunin gyeong-gijang
You know yeong-wonhi seungjaneun eopseo modu da jiji
Seungjineun eopseo modu da jiji
Haggyo Wrong, sahoe Wrong
Bumo Wrong, seonsaeng Wrong
Pihaeja Wrong, gahaeja Wrong
Bang-gwanja Wrong, bang-gwanja Wrong

Tears of Blood

School's wrong, society's wrong
Parents are wrong, teachers are wrong
Victim's wrong, perpetrator's wrong
Bystander maybe, bystander maybe.
'Good person complex', that was my illness
(Still, I was good to everyone) that was my fate
I was scolded when I was behind, and when I was ahead, I was a good student
I was a student who couldn't even see the back, the classroom was a battlefield
Maybe this is just my personal fight within the school's ring
Someone will probably say it's just a romanticization of being a bystander
Oh I don't care, that's something you adults can easily say
Neither perpetrator nor victim, just a bystander here
It's okay even if you criticize me
But how righteous are you?
You know you can't wash your hands of this
If that's the case, I'll become even more of a bystander
Don't be fooled by the illusion of justice, there are no heroes
This is reality, there's no right answer, no solution
This is the school's ring, like a gladiator's arena
And the spectators without empathy are the referees
You know there's no eternal winner, everyone loses
There's no winner, everyone loses
This is the school's ring, like a gladiator's arena
And the spectators without empathy are the referees
You know there's no eternal winner, everyone loses
There's no winner, everyone loses
School's wrong, society's wrong
Parents are wrong, teachers are wrong
Victim's wrong, perpetrator's wrong
Bystander maybe, bystander maybe (SUGA)
The roots of school violence, a vicious cycle with no end
There's no escape from this school ring, like a job
So, ultimately, the organizers of this society are the school
The wind of the power structure created as adults please
They made the weak weaker and the strong stronger
The strong bullying the weak, of course, they made it natural
Friends become enemies, a society of distrust created in an instant
From the common sense of adults who tell us to find a job without passion
The rich get richer, the moment of violence
The words 'I didn't know' become an excuse
So, this society is the perpetrator, not another bystander
The students are the victims trapped inside us, the teachers
This is the school's ring, like a gladiator's arena
And the spectators without empathy are the referees
You know there's no eternal winner, everyone loses
There's no winner, everyone loses
This is the school's ring, like a gladiator's arena
And the spectators without empathy are the referees
You know there's no eternal winner, everyone loses
There's no winner, everyone loses
School's wrong, society's wrong
Parents are wrong, teachers are wrong
Victim's wrong, perpetrator's wrong
Bystander's wrong, bystander's wrong