Текст и перевод песни Fidel Nadal - Noticia Noticia

Noticia Noticia

Shaleka otra vez en la discoteca
Bailen, canten, tiren para arriba
No ven que la gente que esta afuera delira
Porque no pueden colar. porque no hay mas entradas
Ya no cabe nadie, ni la gente parada
La gente llora y esto no es un secreto
Porque por la vida ya no hay ningún respeto
Cuando en las calles del barrio yo me meto
A mi me viene a hablar algún sujeto
Y me cuenta las cosas que están pasando
Como con la inflación nos están matando
Y cuando ves a las familias cartonenando
A mi me parece que hay algo que está fallando
Noticia, noticia, este es mi comentario
Esta es nuestra vida lo que vivimos a diario
La gente quiere divertirse
La gente no quiere morirse
La gente si quiere reírse
Es que la gente no quiere deprimirse
Nadie quiere vivir pagando
No juntamos la plata, ni siquiera trabajando
No aflojamos y te estamos cantando
Mientras vos en el compiuter te estás quemando
Violencia, crimen y horrores eso alimentan en los televisores
Y en la escuela que no hay educación
Solo es un comercio al mejor postor
No tengas que ir al hospital
No les dan recursos para poder curar
Tampoco hay respeto por el trabajador
Que se rompe el lomo en cualquier galpón

News News

Shaleka is back at the disco
Dance, sing, throw your hands up
Don't you see that the people outside are delirious
Because they can't get in. because there are no more tickets
There's no more room for anyone, not even for people standing
People are crying and this is no secret
Because there is no more respect in life
When I walk in the streets of the neighborhood
A guy comes up to me
And tells me the things that are happening
Like how we're being killed by inflation
And when you see families begging
It seems to me that something is wrong
News, news, this is my commentary
This is our life that we live every day
People want to have fun
People don't want to die
People want to laugh
People don't want to get depressed
Nobody wants to live in debt
We can't even make ends meet, not even by working
We're not giving up and we're singing to you
While you're burning yourself out on the computer
Violence, crime and horrors are fed on televisions
And in school there is no education
It's just a business for the highest bidder
Don't have to go to the hospital
They don't give them the resources to heal
There's no respect for the worker either
Who breaks his back in any warehouse