Текст и перевод песни Carlos Vives feat. Fito Paez - Babel

Babel

Hay un lugar sagrado
Que no tiene pasado
Y fue relegado a compraventa
Donde cada quien va por su cuenta, no

Es un mundo cansado, ya casi desfondado
De pergaminos y apariencia
Que nos enredan con su lengua
Pero no saben dónde ir

Y te vuelvo a pensar, ¿cómo pude cambiar
Tu canción por dos tenis usados?
Solo quiero escribir para estar junto a ti
Y escapar de este mundo inventado

Babel
Nadie se quiere entender
Prefieren Roma y arder
Nos vuelve a dejar el tren a la salida

Lo siento, señores, el tren ya partió
Je, je, llegaron tarde

Raimundo está cansado y no le gusta la gente
Pero quiere lanzarse para presidente
El mundo es una jaula de extremistas rabiosos
Y el resto pa' salvarnos nos ponemos relocos

Y te vuelvo a pensar, ¿cómo pude cambiar
Tu canción por dos tenis usados?
Solo quiero escribir para estar junto a ti
Y escapar de este mundo inventado

Babel
Nadie se quiere entender
Prefieren Roma y arder
Nos vuelve a dejar el tren a la salida

Babel
Nadie se quiere entender
Prefieren Roma y arder
Nos vuelve a dejar el tren a la salida

Babel
Nadie se quiere entender
Prefieren Roma y arder
Nos vuelve a dejar el tren a Barranquilla

Quieren algo de tango y se va a armar un quilombo bárbaro
Y no se van a saber bien de qué costa es, si del este, del oeste
Se supone que se va a armar un nuevo continente

Babel

There's a sacred place
That has no past
And it's been relegated to buying and selling
Where everyone's on their own, no

It's a tired world, almost broken down
Of scrolls and appearances
That entangle us with their tongues
But they don't know where to go

And I think of you again, how could I trade
Your song for a pair of used sneakers?
I just want to write to be with you
And escape from this invented world

Babel
Nobody wants to understand each other
They prefer Rome and to burn
The train leaves us again at the exit

Sorry, gentlemen, the train has already left
Ha, ha, you arrived late

Raimundo is tired and doesn't like people
But he wants to run for president
The world is a cage of rabid extremists
And the rest of us, to save ourselves, we go crazy

And I think of you again, how could I trade
Your song for a pair of used sneakers?
I just want to write to be with you
And escape from this invented world

Babel
Nobody wants to understand each other
They prefer Rome and to burn
The train leaves us again at the exit

Babel
Nobody wants to understand each other
They prefer Rome and to burn
The train leaves us again at the exit

Babel
Nobody wants to understand each other
They prefer Rome and to burn
The train leaves us again for Barranquilla

They want some tango and a barbaric quilombo is going to break out
And they won't really know which coast it's from, if it's from the east, from the west
It's supposed that a new continent is going to be formed