Текст и перевод песни Ismael Miranda - Galera Tres

Galera Tres

Estan dando palos
Golpes, bofetones
Puños y empujones,
Allá en la galera tres.

Galera tres, galera tres.

Aqui dentro es otro mundo
Porque no existe el derecho
Y abusan cada segundo
Si tú eres de pelo en pecho.

Yo ví pasar a Turquito
Con la cara ensangrentada
Y con la nariz partida
Dicen que andaba Matias
Camino a la enfermería
Se llena la enfermeria.

Galera tres, galera tres.

En la injusticia, de la justicia
Es el martirio del ser humano
Es correccion lo que necesitan
Y lo atropellan de palo en mano.

Allá en la galera tres
Galera tres, galera tres.

Estan dando palos
Golpes, bofetones,
Puños y empujones
Allà en la galera tres.

Galera tres, galera tres.

Coro:
(Puños, bofetones y palos
Allá en la galera tres).

Que se ha formado un revolu
Cosa beuna te lo digo
Allá en la galera tres.

Dicen que vierón a Turquito
Ay! botando sangre por los pies,
Ya tu ves.

Y ahi llevan al pobre Matias
Eh, camino a la enfermeria.

Y dicen que cortarón al negro
Oye y no saben con qué.

Ay! pero mira como dice.

Coro:
(Alla'en la galera tres).

Se ha formado un sal pa'fuera.

Y nadie, nadie, nadie, nadie
Se explica ¿por qué?

En vez de hacer las cosas
Como Dios manda lo hacen al revés.

Los confinados protestan
Porque no los tratan bien.

Ward Three

They're handing out beatings
Slapping, punches
Fists and shoves,
Over at ward three.

Ward three, ward three.

In here it's another world
Because there's no justice
And they abuse every second
If you're a man of honor.

I saw Turquito pass by
With his face covered in blood
And his nose broken
They say Matias was walking
On his way to the infirmary
The infirmary is getting full.

Ward three, ward three.

In the injustice of justice,
It's the martyrdom of being human,
They need correction
And they crush them with violence.

Over at ward three
Ward three, ward three.

They're handing out beatings
Slapping, punches,
Fists and shoves
Over at ward three.

Ward three, ward three.

Chorus:
(Fists, slaps and beatings
Over at ward three).

There's been a revolt
I'm telling you it's serious
Over at ward three.

They say they saw Turquito
Oh! bleeding from the feet,
You see.

And there they take poor Matias
Eh, on his way to the infirmary.

And they say the black man was cut,
Darling, and I don't know with what.

Oh! but look how he goes.

Chorus:
(Over at ward three).

There's been a major riot.

And nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Can explain why?

Instead of doing things
The right way, they do them backwards.

The inmates protest
Because they're not treated well.