Текст и перевод песни Rosendo - Angelitos

Angelitos

Es tan crudo como indigesto,
Son un libro abierto a posteridad
Que no hacen bien ni vivos ni muertos
Y aquí todos contentos o nadie en paz.

Es un atropello.

Ley en mano resultas molesto
Y muy poco tiesto para destripar.
Si no hace ni sombra el porvenir incierto
Más te vale tuerto que ciego total.

Es pecado mortal entrar a degüello,
Es pecado mortal.

Angelitos, que duerman bien.

Quién decide que va a ser dispuesto.
Quién somete a perpetuidad.
Quién se sale de todo contexto.
¿Y quién se come esto entre pan y pan?

Es pecado mortal entrar a degüello,
Es pecado mortal.

Angelitos, que duerman bien.

Little Angels

It's as raw as it is indigestible,
They are an open book for posterity,
They do no good either alive or dead,
And here everyone is happy or no one is at peace.

It's an outrage.

In the hands of the law, you come across as annoying,
And far too clumsy to dissect.
If the uncertain future does not even cast a shadow,
It's better to be one-eyed than totally blind.

It's a mortal sin to go in for the kill,
It's a mortal sin.

Little angels, may you sleep soundly.

Who decides who is going to be disposed of?
Who subjects to life imprisonment?
Who takes themselves out of all context?
And who eats this between bread and bread?

It's a mortal sin to go in for the kill,
It's a mortal sin.

Little angels, may you sleep soundly.