Текст и перевод песни Ishto Juevez - Maltyoox

Maltyoox

Si la semilla fuera toda la misma
Y fuéramos todos colorados como el sol,
Viviendo por las montañas bonitas
Del altiplano bebiendo atol.

Si la semilla fuera toda la misma
Y fuéramos todos colorados como el sol,
Viviendo por las montañas bonitas
Del altiplano bebiendo atol.

Yo sembraría por la mañana milpa
Y por la tarde hablaría con Dios,
¡que me devuelva lo de la conquista!
Y quiero dejar de beber alcohol.

Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, ajaw
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, ajaw
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, ajaw
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, ajaw

Si la semilla fuera toda la misma
Y fuéramos todos morenos como el frijol;
La esclavitud publicada en revista,
África unida en la tierra del sol.

Si la semilla fuera toda la misma
Y fuéramos todos morenos como el frijol;
La esclavitud publicada en revista,
África unida en la tierra del sol.

¡Gobernador sáqueme de su lista!
Y no me gusta vestir overol.
Me voy a casa, señor turista,
Soy semilla de otro girasol.

Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, ajaw
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, ajaw
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, ajaw
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, ajaw

Si la semilla fuera toda la misma
Y fuéramos todos lavados como la sal,
Sal de cebolla, ley oportunista,
El arroz blanco perdió el integral.

Si la semilla fuera toda la misma
Y fuéramos todos lavados como la sal,
Sal de cebolla, ley oportunista,
El arroz blanco perdió el integral.

La leche en polvo sabor pacifista,
Visa en la mano para declarar
Que el ajo de abajo parece terrorista
Y todo está bien cuando todo está mal, tan mal, ¡tan mal!

Y,
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, ajaw
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, ajaw
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, ajaw
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, ajaw

Si la semilla es toda la misma
Y somos todos amarillos de mostaza,
Deja que entre el agüita limpia
Para que limpie las ventanas de mi casa.

Si la semilla es toda la misma
Y somos todos amarillos de mostaza,
Deja que entre el agüita limpia
Pa′ que limpie las ventanas de mi casa.

Soy la cultura que se viste de latino
Y soy el hijo de la mezcla de las razas.
Aquí le damos juntos gracias a la vida.
Vamo' aprendiendo con todo lo que pasa.
Pasa, pasó, y se fue,

Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, ajaw
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, ajaw
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, ajaw
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, ajaw
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, ajaw
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, ajaw
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, ajaw
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, ajaw

Mapai-rai-rai-rai-rai-ré...

Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, ajaw.

(Nota: chi aawe también se escribe ch′awe, espero que sea algo más fácil de leer con la 1ª grafía.)

Maltyoox

If the seed were all the same
And we were all as red as the sun,
Living in the beautiful mountains
Of the altiplano drinking atol.

If the seed were all the same
And we were all as red as the sun,
Living in the beautiful mountains
Of the altiplano drinking atol.

I would sow corn for the morning milpa
And in the afternoon I would speak to the God,
To return to me what was taken by the conquest!
And I want to stop drinking alcohol.

Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, lord
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, lord
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, lord
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, lord

If the seed were all the same
And we were all brown as the bean;
Slavery published in magazines,
Africa united in the land of the sun.

If the seed were all the same
And we were all brown as the bean;
Slavery published in magazines,
Africa united in the land of the sun.

Governor, take me off your list!
And I don't like wearing overalls.
I'm going home, Sir tourist,
I'm a seed of another sunflower.

Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, lord
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, lord
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, lord
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, lord

If the seed were all the same
And we were all washed like salt,
Salt from onion, a law of opportunity,
White rice has lost its whole grain.

If the seed were all the same
And we were all washed like salt,
Salt from onion, a law of opportunity,
White rice has lost its whole grain.

Powdered milk with a pacifist flavour,
Visa in hand for a speech
To declare that the garlic from below seems terrorist
And everything is alright when everything is wrong!

And, dear,
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, lord
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, lord
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, lord
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, lord

If the seed is all the same
And we are all yellow from mustard,
Let the clean water in
To clean the windows of my house.

If the seed is all the same
And we are all yellow from mustard,
Let the clean water in
To clean the windows of my house.

I am the culture that dresses like a Latino
And I am the son of the mix of races.
Here we give thanks together for life.
We're learning together from everything that happens.
It happened, it happened, and it went away,

Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, lord
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, lord
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, lord
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, lord
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, lord
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, lord
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, lord
Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, lord

Mapai-rai-rai-rai-rai-ré...

Maltiyoox Maltiyoox chi aawe, lord.

(Note: chi aawe is also written as ch′awe, I hope that is a bit easier to read with the 1st spelling.)