Текст и перевод песни Lágrimas De Sangre - ¿Quién Manda?

¿Quién Manda?

Dime dime quien quien quien maneja el verde
Quien desde las sombras esta moviendo los billetes
Quien maneja el titere
Quien manda quien es propietario y quien ostenta propaganda
Quien no paga lo que tragas en musica o en politica o la guerra de los maras

Quien manda
Pa' acaparar las balas tienes el cartel de Cali
Pa' musica de mierda tienes el cartel de Sony

Llenar carceles es mantener reyes
Quien hace las leyes? Quien manda?
El pueblo no, no lo llames democracia
Falacia, pagamos palacios y estamos condenados
A sostener el peso de esta corona
Hay reyes y reinas en Barcelona
Y en vuestra zona real y rejios
De quien es el privilegio? Quien manda?

Despues de la pandemia quien oyo a la gente y que es lo que desea
Tu de mona y quien en esta quien te arruina y quien te regala fiesta
Cuando nada sirve y cuando nada cambia
Llego el dia en que te hartas
Quien decide si sonrie o responde con rabia

Quien manda?
Dime quien manda tanta propaganda
Que tu mente ablanda y llevame ante el lider de tu banda
Quien manda?
Tanta propaganda de propagar su farsa ya basta

Hay un virus y hay otra pandemia
Que yo llamaria otra nemia
La muerte acecha y el tiempo apremia
Y la otra derecha viraliza su blasfemia
El que vota a Yuzo, el que aplaude a Almeyda
Sufre hipoglucemia o alguna anemia
Vende vicio y tiempos de apstemia
Y te chupa la sangre como una arteña

Quien manda
Vinimos de abajo y nos venimos arriba
Hay cada vez que la cantas
Aviva la llama tomate la pipa
Contra la patria que acapara el panorama
Fian porcentajes por proponer a su propia banda
Pero no pueden negarse si la gente pide Lagrimas de Sangre

Quien manda
Te falta la carta vuelve a ver tu acoya con el menu
Tu posser de mierda quien alinea la juventud
Os fundo del bajono de resaca en plena depresion y aplasta a la muchacha
Igual que en el estado manda el banco yo mando en el polo en el estudio y en el campo
Dando calor y amor a mi bando por y para siempre

Quien manda Lagrimas de Sangre
Dime quien manda, tanta propaganda
Que tu mente ablanda y llevame ante el lider de tu banda
Quien manda?
Tanta propaganda de propagar su farsa ya basta

Es un mundo artificial de gente superficial
La musica es banal llena de toxicidad
Quien manda?

Sabes bien que
Sabes bien que
No
Sabes bien lo que quieres
Pero quieren imponer lo que escuchas
Que suene buena mierda fuerte y pueda convertirse en nuestra lucha
Que los republicanos de republica pero aqui nadie ha escogido nada
Te lo imponen veinte veces en la publi si hace falta
TRAGA TRAGA TRAGA
Traga la garganta la gente se levanta
De bronca de trabas y tropiezos se alimentan y cuentan lo que los medios callan
Ahi van la voz de la calle encarnan
Muchos intentaron callarlos sin embargo su musica ya va de mano en mano
O estas con ellos o estas del otro bando
La rublica de su plan cierra temprano

Un peldaño a caballo y lacayos no quieren pasar yo espero pasar yo batallo no callo jamas
Yo tengo el micro en la mano y hermanos al lado
Trayectoria y un disco, tu quieres tumbar al banco especulando con Bitcoin
No me complico no me hace falta
Solo he venido a preguntar

Quien manda?
Dime quien manda tanta propaganda
Que tu mente ablanda y no dejes que su basura se expanda
Quien manda?
Tanta propaganda de propagar su farsa ya basta

Y en el mundo real de gente real
La musica es real y es perfecta
Quien manda?

Lagrimas de sangre
Quien manda?

Who's in Charge?

Tell me, tell me, who, who, who manages the green
Who's moving the bills from the shadows
Who's pulling the strings of the puppet
Who's in charge, who owns, and who flaunts propaganda
Who doesn't pay for what you swallow in music, politics, or the gang wars

Who's in charge
To hoard the bullets you have the Cali Cartel
For shitty music, you have the Sony cartel

Filling jails is maintaining kings
Who makes the laws? Who's in charge?
Not the people, don't call it democracy
Fallacy, we pay for palaces and we are condemned
To bear the weight of this crown
There are kings and queens in Barcelona
And in your royal zone, kings and royalty
Whose privilege is this? Who's in charge?

After the pandemic, who listened to the people and what they wanted
You're a doll, and in this, who ruins you, and who throws you a party
When nothing works and nothing changes
The day comes when you get fed up
Who decides if they smile or respond with rage

Who's in charge?
Tell me who's behind so much propaganda
That softens your mind and take me to the leader of your gang
Who's in charge?
So much propaganda, spreading their farce, enough is enough

There's a virus and another pandemic
Which I would call another 'nemy'
Death lurks and time is running out
And the other right viralizes its blasphemy
Whoever votes for Yuzo, whoever applauds Almeyda
Suffers from hypoglycemia or some kind of anemia
Sells vice and times of abstinence
And sucks your blood like an 'arteña'

Who's in charge
We came from below and we are rising
Every time you sing it
Fan the flame, take the pipe
Against the homeland that monopolizes the panorama
They pawn percentages to propose their own gang
But they can't refuse if the people demand Tears of Blood

Who's in charge
You're missing the card, look at your menu again, honey
Your shitty poser who aligns the youth
Os fundo del bajono de resaca en plena depresion y aplasta a la muchacha
Just like the bank rules in the state, I rule in the polo, in the studio, and in the field
Giving warmth and love to my side, forever and always

Who's in charge, Tears of Blood
Tell me who's in charge, so much propaganda
That softens your mind and take me to the leader of your gang
Who's in charge?
So much propaganda, spreading their farce, enough is enough

It's an artificial world of superficial people
The music is banal, full of toxicity
Who's in charge?

You know well that
You know well that
No
You know well what you want
But they want to impose what you listen to
Let good shit sound strong and become our fight
That republicans of the republic, but no one here has chosen anything
They impose it on you twenty times in the advertisement if necessary
SWALLOW SWALLOW SWALLOW
Swallow it down, the people rise up
From anger, obstacles, and setbacks they feed, and tell what the media hides
There goes the voice of the street, embodied
Many tried to silence them, but their music is already spreading from hand to hand
You're either with them or you're on the other side
The republic of their plan closes early

One step on horseback and lackeys don't want to pass, I hope to pass, I fight, I never shut up
I have the microphone in my hand and brothers by my side
Trajectory and a record, you want to bring down the bank speculating with Bitcoin
I don't complicate myself, I don't need it
I only came to ask

Who's in charge?
Tell me who's behind so much propaganda
That softens your mind and don't let their trash spread
Who's in charge?
So much propaganda, spreading their farce, enough is enough

And in the real world of real people
The music is real and it's perfect
Who's in charge?

Tears of Blood
Who's in charge?