Текст и перевод песни Raphael - Costumbres

Costumbres

Costumbres, viejas costumbres
No dejan al mundo correr,
Costumbres, viejas costumbres
Nos atan de manos y pies.
Razones sin fundamentos
Caminos que hay que recorrer,
Los quieras o no los quieras,
Pues son costumbres de ayer.

El hombre lleva cadenas
Que el mundo le pone al nacer
Costumbres que son cadenas,
Cadenas que no se ven.
Un día le cuelgan un nombre,
Que carga una vida con el,
Le guste o no le guste,
No importa su parecer.

Después le enseñan lo mismo,
Que a este, que a ese o aquel
Le enseñan viejas costumbres
Que aprende sin saber porque.
Y el día que quiere ser libre
E intenta volar, por ahi correr,
Se acuerda de las costumbres
Y vuelve a lo mismo otra vez...

Traditions

Traditions, old traditions,
They don't let the world run,
Traditions, old traditions,
They tie our hands and feet.
Reasons without foundation,
Paths that must be traveled,
Whether you want them or not,
For they are the customs of yesterday.

Man carries chains
That the world puts on him at birth
Traditions that are chains,
Chains that cannot be seen.
One day they hang a name on him,
Which he carries for life,
Whether he likes it or not,
His opinion doesn't matter.

Then they teach him the same,
As this one, that one or the other
They teach him old traditions
Which he learns without knowing why.
And the day he wants to be free
And tries to fly, to run away,
He remembers the traditions
And goes back to the same thing again...