Текст и перевод песни Denom - Tantas Cosas

Tantas Cosas

Ahí afuera hablan de fuego luz de polvora
Mordió su cuello asi murio la vibora
Para el humano el ébola
Y ahora la suerte efimeral
Sida, la moneda, el hambre, la pobreza por la envidia y la desigualdad por su realeza por
Seguir chupando de este pueblo que se muere de tristeza con-sumiendo las mentiras de un gobierno que maneja al son
del rezo de miles de madres que se ahogan que no llegan por los hijos sin futuro que en la calle se la juegan por dos duros
el trabajo es inseguro, sin trabajo te mojas el culo eso seguro.
Por el trabajador en paro, no por el torero, apoyo dile go faster aduanero.
La vida sin freno, el maletero lleno, por la familia al final del camino esperando el dinero.
Tengo hermanos en la droga que no ven el agujero.
Si no hay salida, no motiva, pilla primo el medio, siempre hay una excusa.
Quieren más las fosas, aun sabiendo que hay más cosas pagan la coca primero.
Descuidas lo que eres, te dejas atrás (atrás).
Olvida lo que vale, lo que importa de verdad.
La confianza de un padre o el valor de la amistad.
Hay tantas cosas, presos de la prisa.
Hay tantas cosas, un cameo, una sonrisa.
Hay tantas cosas, que me duelen que me sacan de aqui, que me sacan de mi.
Hay tantas cosas, presos de la prisa.
Hay tantas cosas, un cameo, una sonrisa.
Hay tantas cosas, que me duelen que me sacan de aqui, que me sacan de mi.
Hay tantas cosas, presos de la prisa, primero el dinero que su propia sonrisa.
Da que pensar, sin valores ni balances poco puedes perder.
Por un gobierno que no educa, por lo que pueda pasar.
Que prefiero ir yo que mi hermano a que peleen contra el.
El me dejo a su merced, no existe la libertad.
Y por el color de piel, hablan de paz y matan por un papel.
Muere su pueblo y no le escucha llorar, para su gente por fue y ¿y quien fue?
Avoir, la mierda voy a empezar.
Pico con hambre y sueltan un pez, pero no enseña a pescar.
Familia buscando fuera del pais un hogar, duplica o pica, roga, mijo, puta.
No hay disculpa.
Solo quieren comer.
Fuera de aqui, fuera de aqui iii.
Hay tantas cosas, presos de la prisa.
Hay tantas cosas, un cameo una sonrisa.
Hay tantas cosas, que me duelen que me sacan de aqui, que me sacan de mi.
Hay tantas cosas, presos de la prisa.
Hay tantas cosas, un cameo una sonrisa.
Hay tantas cosas, que me duelen que me sacan de aqui, que me sacan de mi.
Hay tantas cosas.

So Many Things

Out there they talk of fire, the light of gunpowder
The viper bit her neck, and so she died
Ebola for humans
And now luck is fleeting
AIDS, money, hunger, poverty due to envy and inequality, due to their royalty, for
Continuing to suck dry this town that dies of sadness, consuming the lies of a government that operates to the tune
of the prayers of thousands of mothers who drown, who can't make it, for the children without a future who gamble on the street for a few bucks
work is insecure, without work you're screwed, that's for sure.
For the unemployed worker, not for the bullfighter, support, tell the customs officer to go faster.
Life without brakes, a full trunk, for the family waiting for money at the end of the road.
I have brothers on drugs who don't see the hole they're digging.
If there's no way out, it doesn't motivate, grab the middle ground cousin, there's always an excuse.
They want more graves, even knowing there are more things, they pay for coke first.
You neglect who you are, you leave yourself behind (behind).
Forget what's worth, what truly matters.
A father's trust or the value of friendship.
There are so many things, prisoners of haste.
There are so many things, a cameo, a smile.
There are so many things, that hurt me, that take me away from here, that take me away from myself.
There are so many things, prisoners of haste.
There are so many things, a cameo, a smile.
There are so many things, that hurt me, that take me away from here, that take me away from myself.
There are so many things, prisoners of haste, money first, then their own smile.
It makes you think, without values or balances, you have little to lose.
For a government that doesn't educate, for what might happen.
That I'd rather go myself than my brother to fight against it.
He left me at its mercy, there is no freedom.
And because of the color of their skin, they speak of peace and kill for a piece of paper.
Their people die and he doesn't listen to them cry, for his people by force and who was it?
Avoir, I'm going to start the shit.
I'm hungry and they release a fish, but they don't teach you how to fish.
Family looking for a home outside the country, double down or bust, beg, son, whore.
There's no excuse.
They just want to eat.
Get out of here, get out of here iii.
There are so many things, prisoners of haste.
There are so many things, a cameo, a smile.
There are so many things, that hurt me, that take me away from here, that take me away from myself.
There are so many things, prisoners of haste.
There are so many things, a cameo, a smile.
There are so many things, that hurt me, that take me away from here, that take me away from myself.
There are so many things.