Текст и перевод песни Negu Gorriak - JFK

JFK

#Jfk#
"Kennedy gure laguna zen
Anai bat bezala.
Askatasunaren kennedy
Zergatik zaude hilda?"

Ez naiz oroitzen zein urtetan
Kennedyren klana
Jada prest zegoen
B-52, marine eta besteen
Laguntzaz euskadi askatzear zen.
Moskutarrek ordea, ez zuten maite
Kennedyren barre zoragarria,
Dutxan kantatzen "gora ta gora"
"Aurresku" dantza eta "xistera".
Horregatik zuten
Goiz triste batez
Milaka balazoz betirako ken.
Eta euskal herrian jende guztiak
Isilpean zuten triste kantatzen:

Kennedy gure laguna zen
Lagun amerikarra
Anai bat bezala.
Lagun amerikarra
Askatasunaren kennedy
Lagun amerikarra
Zergatik zaude hilda?
Lagun amerikarra

Bronx eta harlem,
Nor da oroitzen
Kennedy for president
Hori nor zen?
Haren hazia oraindik ere
Krak eta heroinaz dute gosaltzen.
Egurtuta hiltzen los angelesen.
Gorpuak laos eta vietnamen.
Corea, granada eta panaman.
Gorpuak berriro gaixo iraken.
"Oilaskoak tegira itzultzen dira"
Oliver stone berandu ibili zen,
Azkeneko bahia de cochinos
Cnn-k zuzenean bota baizuen
Eta hilotz batez badakielako.
Sekretuak beti ondo gordetzen.
Erlak ahizpekin kantatzen genuen,
Baina kennedy hilak hobeto zeuden
Salbatzailerik gabe gelditu gara,
Agur dezagun lagun amerikarra:

Ernesto guevara "che"
Gure laguna da!
Malcolm x
Gure laguna da!
Angela davis.
Gure laguna da!
Emiliano zapata
Gure laguna da!
Augusto sandino.
Gure laguna da!
Carlos fonseca
Gure laguna da!
Tupac amaru
Gure laguna da!
Tatanka yotanka
Gure laguna da!
Simón bolívar
Gure laguna da!
José martí.
Gure laguna da!
Lagun amerikarra!
Lagun amerikarra!

#Jfk#
"Kennedy era nuestro amigo,
Como un hermano.
Kennedy de la libertad
¿Por qué estás muerto?"
No recuerdo en qué año,
El clan kennedy estaba preparado
Para liberar euskadi,
Con la ayuda de los marines,
B-52 y otros.
Los moskovitas, en cambio,
No apreciaban la sonrisa
Encantadora de kennnedy,
En la ducha cantando
"Gora ta gora"
Y bailando el "aurresku"
Y "xistera". por eso,
En una triste mañana
Le llenaron el cuerpo de plomo.
Y en euskal herria toda la gente,
Clandestínamente, cantaba triste:

Kennedy era nuestro amigo...
El amigo americano.
Como un hermano...
El amigo americano.
Kennedy de la libertad...
El amigo americano.
¿Por qué está muerto?...
El amigo americano.

En el bronx y en harlem,
¿Quién se acuerda de quién era
Aquel kennedy for president?
Todavía siguen desayunando
De su esperma, mezclado con
Heroína y krack.
Apaleados, mueren en los ángeles.
Cadáveres en laos y vietnam.
Corea, granada y panamá.
Cadáveres de nuevo en irak.
"Los pollos vuelven al corral".
Oliver stone llegó tarde,
Pues el último bahía de cochinos
Lo emitió en directo la cnn
Y porque un cadáver sabe guardar
Muy bien los secretos.

"Kennedy era nuestro amigo"...
Cantábamos con
Las hermanas erlak,
Pero los "kennedys muertos"
(Dead kennedys)
Estaban mucho mejor.
Nos hemos quedado sin salvador,
Saludemos por tanto
Al amigo americano:
Ernesto guevara "che",
Malcolm x,
Angela davis,
Emiliano zapata,
Augusto sandino,
Carlos fonseca,
Tupac amaru,
Tatanka yotanka,
Simón bolívar,
José martí... es nuestro amigo.

El amigo americano.

JFK

#Jfk#
"Kennedy was our friend,
Like a sibling.
Kennedy of freedom,
Why are you dead?"

I don't remember in which year
The Kennedy clan
Was already prepared
With the help of B-52s, Marines, and others,
To liberate Euskadi.
The Muscovites, however, did not love
Kennedy's wonderful smile,
Singing in the shower "gora ta gora"
The "Aurresku" dance and the "xistera".
That's why they had
On a sad morning
Taken him away forever with a thousand bullets.
And in Euskal Herria, all the people
Secretly sang sadly:

Kennedy was our friend,
The American friend,
Like a sibling.
The American friend,
Kennedy of freedom,
The American friend,
Why are you dead?
The American friend,

Bronx and Harlem,
Who remembers
Kennedy for President,
Who was that?
His offspring still
Have crack and heroin for breakfast.
Burning to death in Los Angeles.
Bodies in Laos and Vietnam.
Korea, Granada, and Panama.
Bodies again, sick in Iraq.
"The chickens come home to roost"
Oliver Stone was late,
The last Bay of Pigs
Was broadcast live by CNN
And because a corpse knows how to keep
Secrets well.
We used to sing with the Erlak sisters,
But the dead Kennedys were better,
We are left without a savior,
Let's say goodbye to the American friend:

Ernesto Guevara "Che"
Is our friend!
Malcolm X
Is our friend!
Angela Davis.
Is our friend!
Emiliano Zapata
Is our friend!
Augusto Sandino.
Is our friend!
Carlos Fonseca
Is our friend!
Tupac Amaru
Is our friend!
Tatanka Yotanka
Is our friend!
Simón Bolívar
Is our friend!
José Martí.
Is our friend!
The American friend!
The American friend!

#Jfk#
"Kennedy was our friend,
Like a sibling.
Kennedy of freedom
Why are you dead?"
I don't remember in which year,
The Kennedy clan was prepared
To liberate Euskadi,
With the help of the Marines,
B-52s and others.
The Muscovites, however,
Did not appreciate the smile
Enchanting of Kennedy,
In the shower singing
"Gora ta gora"
And dancing the "Aurresku"
And "xistera". For this reason,
On a sad morning
They filled his body with lead.
And in Euskal Herria, all the people,
Clandestinely, sang sadly:

Kennedy was our friend...
The American friend.
Like a sibling...
The American friend.
Kennedy of freedom...
The American friend.
Why is he dead?...
The American friend.

In the Bronx and in Harlem,
Who remembers who was
That Kennedy for President?
They still have breakfast
Of his sperm, mixed with
Heroin and crack.
Beaten, they die in Los Angeles.
Corpses in Laos and Vietnam.
Korea, Granada, and Panama.
Corpses again, sick in Iraq.
"The chickens come home to roost".
Oliver Stone arrived late,
Because the last Bay of Pigs
Was broadcast live by CNN
And because a corpse knows how to keep
Secrets very well.

"Kennedy was our friend"...
We sang with
The Erlak sisters,
But the "dead Kennedys"
(Dead Kennedys)
Were much better.
We have been left without a savior,
Let's greet therefore
The American friend:
Ernesto Guevara "Che",
Malcolm X,
Angela Davis,
Emiliano Zapata,
Augusto Sandino,
Carlos Fonseca,
Tupac Amaru,
Tatanka Yotanka,
Simón Bolívar,
José Martí... is our friend.

The American friend.