Текст и перевод песни Banda Bostik - Caos

Caos

Es de noche y camino pensando en mi vida
Dicen que soy un vago que vive en la maldad
Fumando mi cigarro ahi parado en la esquina
No me importa la gente y tampoco el que diran
Una chamarra ya vieja me protege del frio
Un pantalon de mezclilla que no aguanta ya mas
Una playera negra un paliacate en el cuello
Y unos tennis ya viejos que inserdibles estan
Por eso toda la gente es psicologa ya
Y dicen es un ladron es un vicioso es un vago
Por que mi cabello es largo y mi ropa es vulgar
Gente hipocrita que es tan falsa en la vida
Que juzgan sin conocer que tiene en realidad
Que cuando ven al amigo ahi tirado en la calle
En vez de ayudarlo prefieren rodear
No me gusta la vida y ordinaria del hombre
Que solo vive encerrado del trabajo al hogar
Que no tiene ninguna ilucion de ser alguien
La gente pasa y me mira y dice pobre muchacho
Que clase de vida lleva que no quieran perdonar
Me juzgan sin conocer sin saber que es de mi vida
Por estar parado en la esquina y mi vestimenta anormal
Piensa que tanta gente que pelea en esta vida
Poseer lo mejor tener mas que los demas
Siendo gente falsa hipocrita y ambisiosa
Es una m ... Aprendri la verdad
Soy feliz en la vida que critica la gente
Es la vida que detesta esta falsa sociedad
Me siento bien como vivo al rededor de esa gente
Que todos llaman perdida Sni conocer la verrrrrrrdaaaaad

Caos

It's nighttime and I'm walking thinking about my life
They say I'm a bum who lives in evil
Smoking my cigarette standing there on the corner
I don't care about people or what they say
An old jacket protects me from the cold
A pair of jeans that can't hold on any longer
A black t-shirt a bandana around my neck
And some old sneakers that are held together with safety pins
That's why all the people are psychologists already
And they say he's a thief he's a junkie he's a bum
Because my hair is long and my clothes are vulgar
Hypocritical people who are so fake in life
Who judge without knowing who they really are
Who when they see their friend lying on the street
Instead of helping him they prefer to walk around
I don't like the ordinary life of man
Who only lives locked up from work to home
Who has no illusions of being someone
People pass by and look at me and say poor boy
What kind of life does he lead that he doesn't want to forgive
They judge me without knowing without knowing what my life is
For standing on the corner and my abnormal dress
Think of how many people fight in this life
To have the best to have more than others
Being fake hypocritical and ambitious people
It's a m... I'll learn the truth
I am happy in the life that people criticize
It is the life that this false society detests
I feel good about how I live around those people
That everyone calls lost Sni knowing the truth