Текст и перевод песни she - No hay derecho

No hay derecho

Yeah, La Crisis, Ya No Se Habla De Otra Cosa.
No hay derecho a que mi padre trabaje 14 horas cada dia
y que su sueldo siempre llegue con demora
no hay derecho a que casillas gane en 2 minutos parando un balon
lo que no gana mi padre en toda su vida
Que digan que no hay dinero para pagar a los trabajadores
Y si lo hay para fichar a los mejores!?
No hay dinero para el peon
Ni el carpintero ni el pintor
Pero si para concursos televisivos sin rigor
No hay derecho a que nos bajen los sueldos
A que nos suban los precios
A que nos cobren por todo Y
que tengamos que pagar siempre por nada
La crisis se nota en tu cartera
Pero muchisimo mas en tu mirada
No puede ser que mi familia no tenga un triste capricho
Que tengamos que pagar para acabar dentro de un nicho
cada vez es menos la gente que puede seguir
Y mas los que gritamos en vano
Aunque nadie nos quiere oir
No hay derecho
A seguir con esta desigualdad
No hay derecho
A combatir con miedo la realidad
No hay derecho
A que no ofrezcan ninguna oportunidad
No hay derecho
A que no digan nunca la pura verdad
No hay derecho
No hay derecho sin mas,
Nadie nos va escuchar
De momento sigo y grito
Rogando piedad
No hay derecho a que mi madre tenga que estar siempre en casa
Sin salir
Por el dinero
que solo la hace sufrir
No hay derecho a que lo poco que nos dan
Sea para pagar recibos,
La Luz, El Agua, La Basura Y el Gas
Que tenga que ser testigo
De como mi propio hermano
No logra reunir dinero
Para abastecer sus pagos
Que mi sobrina crezca
En medio de esta crisis
Y que yo no tenga ni para darle un solo regalo!
Ya basta no!?
Dejar de jugar con nuestras pobres ilusiones
Solo quiero vivir y no sobrevivir
Volar, Y digo pobres ilusiones
Porque con este nivel de vida no se puede ni soñar!
No hay derecho a que 50 cent tenga millones y millones
Por una sola cancion
O si?
Dime si me equivoco, pero, no estoy de acuerdo con estas cosas (Y)
No es por nada sabes pero tambien soy MC!
No hay derecho
A seguir con esta desigualdad
No hay derecho
A combatir con miedo la realidad
No hay derecho
A que no ofrezcan ninguna oportunidad
No hay derecho
A que no digan nunca la pura verdad
No hay derecho
No hay derecho sin mas,
Nadie nos va escuchar
De momento sigo y grito
Rogando piedad
"La crisis no son solo cifras, son cambios radicales en la vida de la gente, (escucha) empresas que cierran o no pagan a sus trabajadores, familia ahogadas por las deudas."
No pedimos nada mas
Que aquello que nos corresponde,
Conocemos el problema,
Ellos tambien,
Pero lo esconden!
Escuchame una vez!
Yo solo quiero lo que es mio!
Y si el gobierno no lo entiende
Es porque no sufre el vacío!
Somos gente honrada, simple
Con una vida sencilla
Y solo nos queda esperar a que esto cambie,
Sere fiel,
Y si seguimos en las mismas
Y no vemos soluciones
Porque el culpable de esto,
Nunca estuvo en nuestra piel!
Yeah!,
asi es,
la Crisis.
ya no se hablao de otra cosa,
Yeah.
Shé, La historia de mi vida

It's Not Right

Yeah, the crisis, it's all anyone talks about anymore.
It's not right that my father works 14 hours every day
and his paycheck always arrives late
It's not right that Casillas earns in 2 minutes stopping a ball
what my father doesn't earn in his whole life
They say there's no money to pay the workers
But there is to sign the best players!?
There's no money for the laborer
Nor the carpenter nor the painter
But there is for frivolous TV contests
It's not right that they lower our salaries
That they raise prices
That they charge us for everything and
that we always have to pay for nothing
The crisis shows in your wallet
But much more in your eyes
It can't be that my family can't afford a simple treat
That we have to pay to end up inside a niche
Fewer and fewer people can keep up
And more of us scream in vain
Even though nobody wants to listen to us
It's not right
To continue with this inequality
It's not right
To face reality with fear
It's not right
That they don't offer any opportunity
It's not right
That they never tell the whole truth
It's not right
It's simply not right,
Nobody is going to listen to us
For now I keep going and I shout
Begging for mercy
It's not right that my mother has to always stay home
Without going out
Because of the money
That only makes her suffer
It's not right that the little they give us
Is to pay bills,
Electricity, Water, Garbage and Gas
That I have to witness
How my own brother
Can't gather enough money
To cover his payments
That my niece grows up
In the midst of this crisis
And that I don't even have enough to give her a single gift!
Enough is enough, right!?
Stop playing with our poor illusions
I just want to live and not survive
To fly, and I say poor illusions
Because with this standard of living you can't even dream!
It's not right that 50 Cent has millions and millions
For a single song
Or is it?
Tell me if I'm wrong, but, I don't agree with these things (And)
It's not for nothing you know but I'm also an MC!
It's not right
To continue with this inequality
It's not right
To face reality with fear
It's not right
That they don't offer any opportunity
It's not right
That they never tell the whole truth
It's not right
It's simply not right,
Nobody is going to listen to us
For now I keep going and I shout
Begging for mercy
"The crisis is not just numbers, it's radical changes in people's lives, (listen) companies that close or don't pay their workers, families drowning in debt."
We don't ask for anything more
Than what we deserve,
We know the problem,
They do too,
But they hide it!
Listen to me once!
I just want what's mine!
And if the government doesn't understand
It's because they don't suffer the void!
We are honest, simple people
With a simple life
And all we can do is wait for this to change,
I will be faithful,
And if we continue in the same way
And we don't see solutions
It's because the culprit of this,
Never walked in our shoes!
Yeah!,
that's how it is,
the crisis.
it's all anyone talks about anymore,
Yeah.
Shé, The story of my life