Текст и перевод песни EBRI KNIGHT - Campesino

Campesino

Cau el cel, cau el sol als cerros invisibles
Que han comprat els homes blancs per un gra de cafè
I la serra es despulla xisclant sota les urpes d'Europa
I els pobles miners, dormen amb els ulls desperts
M'han fet esclau d'aquesta terra
Han fet de mi un arbre encès
He fet del silenci una guerra
He après a viure sense res
Yo soy campesino puro
Y no empecé la pelea
Pero si me buscan ruido
La bailan con la más fea
Yo soy campesino puro
Y no empecé la pelea
Pero si me buscan ruido
La bailan con la más fea
Cap fuet de mil puntes els farà oblidar d'on eren
Cap infern de mil anys els farà agenollar
I abracen el seu país per la cintura
Boja i famèlica de ballar al seu compàs
M'han fet esclau d'aquesta terra
Han fet de mi un arbre encès
He fet del silenci una guerra
He après a viure sense res
Yo soy campesino puro
Y no empecé la pelea
Pero si me buscan ruido
La bailan con la más fea
Yo soy campesino puro
Y no empecé la pelea
Pero si me buscan ruido
La bailan con la más fea
M'han fet esclau d'aquesta terra
Han fet de mi un arbre encès
He fet del silenci una guerra
He après a viure sense res
Yo soy campesino puro
Y no empecé la pelea
Pero si me buscan ruido
La bailan con la más fea
Yo soy campesino puro
Y no empecé la pelea
Pero si me buscan ruido
La bailan con la más fea
La bailan con la más fea

Peasant

The sky is falling, the sun is setting on the invisible hills
That the white men have bought for a grain of coffee
And the mountains are being stripped naked, screaming under the claws of Europe
And the mining towns are sleeping with their eyes wide open
They have made me a slave to this land
They have turned me into a burning tree
I have made war out of silence
I have learned to live with nothing
I am a pure peasant
And I did not start the fight
But if they come looking for trouble
They will dance with the ugliest one
I am a pure peasant
And I did not start the fight
But if they come looking for trouble
They will dance with the ugliest one
No whip with a thousand points will make them forget where they came from
No hell on earth will make them kneel
And they embrace their country by the waist
Mad and hungry to dance to its rhythm
They have made me a slave to this land
They have turned me into a burning tree
I have made war out of silence
I have learned to live with nothing
I am a pure peasant
And I did not start the fight
But if they come looking for trouble
They will dance with the ugliest one
I am a pure peasant
And I did not start the fight
But if they come looking for trouble
They will dance with the ugliest one
They have made me a slave to this land
They have turned me into a burning tree
I have made war out of silence
I have learned to live with nothing
I am a pure peasant
And I did not start the fight
But if they come looking for trouble
They will dance with the ugliest one
I am a pure peasant
And I did not start the fight
But if they come looking for trouble
They will dance with the ugliest one
They will dance with the ugliest one