Текст и перевод песни Los Miserables - Inmorales

Inmorales

Ellos deciden lo que es bueno y lo que es malo
Ellos cortan nuestras piernas y nos atan de manos
Nuestra libertad de forma inmoral les dictan normas
Es la libertad que ofrecen las que nos venden

Ellos tienen doble cara y doble vida
La libertad impuesta siempre a su medida
Cuando los inmorales nos dictan sus normas
La libertad se deforma

Nuestros protectores se autoproclaman defensores
Nos cuidan son perros guardianes del bien y el orden
Lo disfrazan de democracia y de constitución
Le llaman libertad, o simplemente, norma de Dios

Ellos tienen doble cara y doble vida
La libertad impuesta siempre a su medida
Cuando los inmorales nos dictan sus normas
La libertad se deforma

Nos vigilan, nos dominan
Y en silencio nos aniquilan
Nos prohíben poder elegir
Fumar marihuana, abortar o morir

Temen dejarnos elegir
Abrir los ojos y exigir
Temen a su propia ignorancia
Desconfían se su tolerancia

Disfrazando de moral
Su idiotez intelectual
Temen perder aquel sitial
La lucidez celestial

Ellos tienen doble cara y doble vida
La libertad impuesta siempre a su medida
Cuando los inmorales nos dictan sus normas
La libertad se deforma

The Lowly

They decide what’s right and what is wrong
They hold us by the legs with tied up hands
Our freedom oppressed by their immoral laws
The freedom they offer is what they sell

Dualistic, paradoxical lives they lead
Freedom as they want it, as they need
When the lowly ones dictate their rules
Freedom is contorted

Self-appointed protectors, they defend
Watchmen of order preserving life from end
Hidden behind proper laws of constitution
They call it freedom or simply God's own rule

Dualistic, paradoxical lives they lead
Freedom as they want it, as they need
When the lowly ones dictate their rules
Freedom is contorted

They keep us under surveillance, in control
Quietly annihilating our souls
They forbid our choice to live or die
To smoke weed, have an abortion, or to choose not to

They fear our freedom, our right to choose
To open our eyes and demand our dues
They fear their own ignorance
Their tolerance is a defense

Hiding behind morality
Their intellectual deficiency
They are afraid to lose their place
Their heavenly grace

Dualistic, paradoxical lives they lead
Freedom as they want it, as they need
When the lowly ones dictate their rules
Freedom is contorted