Текст и перевод песни Shé feat. H0lynaight - El sótano

El sótano

H0LYNAIGHT

Abro los ojos vuelvo a despertar sin ganas sin nada
No puedo abrirla puerta y estan tapiadas las ventanas
Yo siento que me ahogo algo falla en mi
No se que he echo mal solo quiero salir de aqui

Quizas me porte mal es un castigo y fingir
He empezado el dia de nuevo sin animos para vivir
Me duelen las mejillas todavia sangra mi nariz
Tantos traumas malos tratos abren mas la cicatriz

Me abririas la cabeza pa callarme a palos
En tu mano la cerveza y te preparas para darme mi regalo
Un puño bien serrado
Pa obligarme a abrir las piernas
Tus caricias mas tiernas son mis morados

Me pregunto si es normal sufrir asi si
Esta es la vida que me toco pero jamas la que elegi
Ni elegiria mi alegria interpretada cual actriz
Cada dia mas segura de que no hay final feliz.

Estrbillo
SHE

Cuantos niños enjaulados siguen presos
Cuantos pudieron salir y cuantos pueden contar eso
Dime quien coño les piensa devolver ahora sus vidas
Son historias que pasan pasan desapercibidas.

Estrbillo
H0LYNAIGHT

Cuantos niños no han visto la luz del dia
Cuantos (dime cuantos) cuantos por vivir suplicarian
Es el miedo quien les guia la muerte se viste
La luz al final del tunel para ellos ya no existe.

SHE

He perdido la nocion del tiempo en silencio
Nisiquera se mi nombre no se ni donde me encuentro
No se cuantos años tengo
No puedo hablar no entiendo
Nuca pude ver el sol ni sentir la brisa del viento

Lo juro vivo desnudo y sudo
Cada vez que suenan pasos que se acercan
Voy notandome inseguro este sitio siempre oscuro
Quizas algun dia detras de ese muro se abra la puerta
Y llegue por fin mi futuro

Voces escucho gritos atroces niños llorando de pena
Escucho golpes y mas golpes en cadena
Oigo palabras que piden escapar de la condena
Escucho voces desgarradas que de rencor estan llenas

Niños aqui dentro que quieren decir adios
Terminar con la tortura de este el sotano ir con dios
Puede que este delirando y que no existan
Esas voces que escuchaba porque aqui dentro
Solo estoy yo.

SHE

Cuantos niños enjaulados siguen presos
Cuantos pudieron salir y cuantos pueden contar eso
Dime quien coño les piensa devolver ahora sus vidas
Son historias que pasan pasan desapercibidas.

Estrbillo
H0LYNAIGHT

Cuantos niños no han visto la luz del dia
Cuantos (dime cuantos) cuantos por vivir suplicarian
Es el miedo quien les guia la muerte se viste
La luz al final del tunel para ellos ya no existe

SHE

Dime cuantos pasos sin terrar tambien sin descubrir
Sin acertar ni dar ni tan solo una perseguida
Acostumbrarse a respirar sobrevivir al malestar
De cada cuerpo de esos crios con trastornos de anciedad

Quien les dira si llegeran a conocer la claridad
Y la verdad de sus historias y ya no caminaran
Ni lograran tal vez hablar y asi contar como llegaron al odiafono
Muchos lo conocen como el sotano

H0LYNAIGHT

Son vidas inocentes que va ya ni son vidas
Hablamos de palisas violaciones dolor en las heridas
Me pregunto donde perdieron el alma
Y despues como cojones lo hacen pa dormir en calma
(Como) sin corazon y sin motivos

Dime que dios es tan compasivo que os permite
Seguir vivos (quien) crios encerrados soportando este calvario
Para el para el mundo solo un caso mas en el telediario.

Estrbillo
SHE

Cuantos niños enjaulados siguen presos
Cuantos pudieron salir y cuantos pueden contar eso
Dime quien coño les piensa devolver ahora sus vidas
Son historias que pasan pasan desapercibidas.

H0LYNAIGHT

Cuantos niños no han visto la luz del dia
Cuantos (dime cuantos) cuantos por vivir suplicarian
Es el miedo quien les guia la muerte se viste
La luz al final del tunel para ellos ya no existe.

SHE

Cuantos niños enjaulados siguen presos
Cuantos pudieron salir y cuantos pueden contar eso
Dime quien coño les piensa devolver ahora sus vidas
Son historias que pasan pasan desapercibidas.

H0LYNAIGHT

Cuantos niños no han visto la luz del dia
Cuantos (dime cuantos) cuantos por vivir suplicarian
Es el miedo quien les guia la muerte se viste
La luz al final del tunel para ellos ya no existe

The Basement

H0LYNAIGHT

I open my eyes, I wake up again with no desire, with nothing
I can't open the door, and the windows are boarded up
I feel like I'm drowning, something is wrong with me
I don't know what I've done wrong, I just want to get out of here

Maybe I misbehaved, it's a punishment, and to pretend
I've started the day again with no desire to live
My cheeks hurt, my nose is still bleeding
So many traumas, mistreatments, open the scar even more

You would open my head to shut me up with blows
Beer in your hand, you prepare to give me my gift
A tightly clenched fist
To force me to open my legs
Your most tender caresses are my bruises

I wonder if it's normal to suffer like this, yes
This is the life I got, but never the one I chose
Nor would I choose my happiness, interpreted as an actress
Every day more sure that there is no happy ending.

Chorus
SHE

How many caged children are still prisoners
How many were able to escape and how many can tell that story
Tell me who the hell is going to give them back their lives now
These are stories that happen, that go unnoticed.

Chorus
H0LYNAIGHT

How many children have not seen the light of day
How many (tell me how many) how many would beg to live
Fear is their guide, death dresses up
The light at the end of the tunnel no longer exists for them.

SHE

I have lost track of time in silence
I don't even know my name, I don't even know where I am
I don't know how old I am
I can't speak, I don't understand
I could never see the sun or feel the breeze

I swear I live naked and I sweat
Every time I hear footsteps approaching
I feel insecure, this place is always dark
Maybe one day behind that wall the door will open
And my future will finally arrive

I hear voices, atrocious screams, children crying in pain
I hear blows and more blows in a chain
I hear words asking to escape the sentence
I hear voices torn apart, full of resentment

Children in here who want to say goodbye
End the torture of this basement, go with God
Maybe I'm delusional and they don't exist
Those voices I heard because in here
I'm all alone.

SHE

How many caged children are still prisoners
How many were able to escape and how many can tell that story
Tell me who the hell is going to give them back their lives now
These are stories that happen, that go unnoticed.

Chorus
H0LYNAIGHT

How many children have not seen the light of day
How many (tell me how many) how many would beg to live
Fear is their guide, death dresses up
The light at the end of the tunnel no longer exists for them.

SHE

Tell me how many steps without landing, also without discovering
Without getting it right, without giving, not even a chase
Getting used to breathing, surviving the discomfort
Of each body of those children with anxiety disorders

Who will tell them if they ever get to know the light
And the truth of their stories and they will no longer walk
Or maybe they won't be able to speak and thus tell how they got to the odiafono
Many know it as the basement

H0LYNAIGHT

They are innocent lives that are no longer even lives
We are talking about beatings, rapes, pain in the wounds
I wonder where they lost their soul
And then how the hell do they manage to sleep peacefully
(How) without a heart and without reasons

Tell me which god is so compassionate that he allows you
To stay alive (who) locked-up children enduring this ordeal
For him, for the world, just another case on the news.

Chorus
SHE

How many caged children are still prisoners
How many were able to escape and how many can tell that story
Tell me who the hell is going to give them back their lives now
These are stories that happen, that go unnoticed.

H0LYNAIGHT

How many children have not seen the light of day
How many (tell me how many) how many would beg to live
Fear is their guide, death dresses up
The light at the end of the tunnel no longer exists for them.

SHE

How many caged children are still prisoners
How many were able to escape and how many can tell that story
Tell me who the hell is going to give them back their lives now
These are stories that happen, that go unnoticed.

H0LYNAIGHT

How many children have not seen the light of day
How many (tell me how many) how many would beg to live
Fear is their guide, death dresses up
The light at the end of the tunnel no longer exists for them.