Текст и перевод песни Def Con Dos - Dolor ajeno

Dolor ajeno

Piel quemada, hierros afilados
En el tostador se chamusca una mano
Esposas, grilletes y mordazas
Espasmos sangrientos con cada descarga
El perro famélico, ya no ladra
El pájaro ha muerto de sed en su jaula
Un cuerpo podrido, un virus que mata
Heridas con moscas que nadie espanta
Dolor, dolor ajeno, y yo en mi casa, no se de que me quejo
Sangre coagulada en la escombrera, ropa hecha jirones
Unas gafas rotas, y un pedrusco triturando la cabeza
Gritos silenciados por el descampado
Historias do horror cotidiano
Que suceden en los puntos cotidianos del casco urbano, nunca hay testigos
Llora la familia, lloran los amigos
Dolor, dolor ajeno, y yo en mi casa, no se de que me quejo
Hutus contra tutsis, tutsis contra hutus
Entnia, machete, machaque, orgullo
Me das, te doy, me muero, te mato
Y siempre acaban ganando los gusanos
Rios desbordados anegan chabolas
Aludes de barro sepultan poblados
Los indios masacrados, el preso se ahoraca
El niño que sonria con semen en la boca
Dolor, dolor ajeno, y yo en mi casa, no sé de que me quejo.

Another's Pain

Burnt skin, sharpened steel
A hand gets toasted in the toaster
Handcuffs, shackles and gags
Bloody spasms with every shock
The starved dog doesn't bark anymore
The bird died of thirst in its cage
A rotten body, a deadly virus
Wounds with flies that nobody scares away
Pain, another's pain, and I'm at home, I don't know what I'm complaining about
Blood clotting on the rubbish dump, clothes in tatters
Broken glasses and a stone crushing a head
Screams silenced by the open space
Tales of everyday horror
Which happen at the ordinary points of the urban area, there are never any witnesses
The family cries, the friends cry
Pain, another's pain, and I'm at home, I don't know what I'm complaining about
Hutus against Tutsi, Tutsi against Hutu
Ethnicity, machete, crush, pride
You hurt me, I hurt you, I die, I kill you
And the worms always end up winning
Flooded rivers flood slums
Mud avalanches bury villages
Indians massacred, the prisoner hangs himself
The boy who smiles with semen in his mouth
Pain, another's pain, and I'm at home, I don't know what I'm complaining about.