Текст и перевод песни Pepe Aguilar - Arriba Quemando el Sol - MTV Unplugged [En Vivo]

Arriba Quemando el Sol - MTV Unplugged [En Vivo]

Cuando fuí para la pampa
Llevaba mi corazón
Contento como un chirigue
Pero allá se me murió

Primero perdí las plumas
Y luego perdí la voz
Y arriba quemando el sol

Cuando vide los mineros
Dentro de su habitación
Me dije: mejor habita
En su concha el caracol

O a la sombra de las leyes
El refinado ladrón
Y arriba quemando el sol
Las hileras de casuchas
Frente a frente, si, señor

Las hileras de mujeres
Frente al único pilón
Cada una con su balde
Y su cara de aflicción

Y arriba quemando el sol
Si alguien dice que yo sueño
Cuentos de ponderación

Digo que esto pasa en Chuqui
Pero en Santa Juana es peor
El minero ya no sabe

Lo que vale su sudor
Y arriba quemando el sol

Me volví para Santiago
Sin comprender el color
Con que pintan la noticia
Cuando el pobre dice no

Abajo, la noche oscura
Oro, salitre y carbón

Y arriba quemando el sol
Y arriba quemando el sol
Y arriba quemando el sol
Y arriba quemando el sol

Y arriba quemando el sol
Y arriba quemando el sol

Y arriba quemando el sol
Y arriba quemando el sol
Y arriba quemando el sol

Burning Sun Above - MTV Unplugged [Live]

When I went to the countryside
I took my heart
Happy as a lark
But there it died on me

First I lost my feathers
And then I lost my voice
And up above, the sun was scorching

When I watched the miners
Inside their room
I said to myself: it's better to live
Like a snail in its shell

Or in the shadow of the law
The refined thief
And up above, the sun was scorching
The rows of hovels
Facing each other, oh yes

The rows of women
In front of the only well
Each with her bucket
And her face of sorrow

And up above, the sun was scorching
If someone says I'm dreaming
Stories of exaggeration

I say that this happens in Chuqui
But in Santa Juana, it's worse
The miner no longer knows

What his sweat is worth
And up above, the sun was scorching

I returned to Santiago
Without understanding the color
With which they paint the news
When the poor say no

Below, the dark night
Gold, saltpeter and coal

And up above, the sun was scorching
And up above, the sun was scorching
And up above, the sun was scorching
And up above, the sun was scorching

And up above, the sun was scorching
And up above, the sun was scorching

And up above, the sun was scorching
And up above, the sun was scorching
And up above, the sun was scorching