Текст и перевод песни Shamanes Crew - Linda

Linda

Es mi tierra, linda
Mi gente, linda
Mi cultura, linda
Mi musica, linda
Es mi tierra, linda
Mi sangre, linda
Mi historia, linda
Pero no hay nada como mi latina linda

Esta es mi gente,
Mi sangre, lo mio
Aqui el anciano sentado en lo sombrio
Historia nadan entre montañas y rios
De aquellos viejos tiempo, corazones vividos
Entiende brother que aqui no hay moda
Aqui el dolor con la musica se ahoga
Yo crusifijo ven puño de mi mano
Por mi pueblo mapuche sagrado.

Abre bien los ojos para ver,
A mi tierra linda vi crecer,
Y en sus lindos ojos pude ver
Tuve el paraiso de mi ser.
Abre bien los ojos para ver,
A mi tierra linda vi crecer,
Y en sus lindos ojos pude ver
Tuve el paraiso de mi ser.

Yo te quiero,
Mami no te miento
Las mas linda rosa del jardin
Me fascinas mi mujer latina
Esta linda historia
Yo la escribo para ti.

Es mi tierra, linda
Mi gente, linda
Mi cultura, linda
Mi musica, linda
Es mi tierra, linda
Mi sangre, linda
Mi historia, linda
Pero no hay nada como mi latina linda.

A veces paro, cuando me inspiro
Doy un respiro
Miro con ojos de safiro
Mi zona es bella
Pero tiene su giro
Entre sudor y lagrimas de un Chile mal herido
Pero sabes que
Aqui la gente tiene fuerza
Tiene un orgullo que hace levantar cabeza
Por la familia, por el pan en la mesa
Por todo aquel que saca fuerza de flaqueza.

Latinoamerica represento
Suavecito y rapido, mantenlo lento
Al que no le gusta se cambia de asiento
Soy latino y lo grito a los cuatro vientos.
Latinoamerica represento
Suavecito y rapido, mantenlo lento
Al que no le gusta se cambia de asiento
Soy latino y lo grito a los cuatro vientos.

Yo te quiero,
Mami no te miento
Las mas linda rosa del jardin
Me fascinas mi mujer latina
Esta linda historia
Yo la escribo para ti.
Donde estas, como estas mi baby
Tan bonita, tan sensual y sexy
Me gustas como te mueves asi
Ven conmigo yo te elijo lady.
Donde estas, como estas mi baby
Tan bonita, tan sensual y sexy
Me gustas como te mueves asi
Ven conmigo yo te elijo lady.

Es mi tierra, linda
Mi gente, linda
Mi cultura, linda
Mi musica, linda
Es mi tierra, linda
Mi sangre, linda
Mi historia, linda
Pero no hay nada como mi latina linda.

Esto es po los mios
Esto es por la familia
Por los pueblos unidos (linda)
Por latinoamerica, por Chile (pero no hay nada como mi latina linda)
Esto es Shamanes

Linda

She is my land, pretty
My people, pretty
My culture, pretty
My music, pretty
She is my land, pretty
My blood, pretty
My history, pretty
But there is nothing like my pretty Latina lady

These are my people,
My blood, my everything
Here the old man sits alone in the shadows
History swims among mountains and rivers
From those old times, hearts lived
Understand brother that there is no fashion here
Here the pain is drowned with music
I crucified by the fist of my hand
For my sacred Mapuche people.

Open your eyes wide to see,
I saw my beautiful land grow,
And in her beautiful eyes I could see
I had the paradise of my being.
Open your eyes wide to see,
I saw my beautiful land grow,
And in her beautiful eyes I could see
I had the paradise of my being.

I love you,
Baby, I am not lying
The most beautiful rose in the garden
You fascinate me my lady Latina
This beautiful story
I write it for you.

She is my land, pretty
My people, pretty
My culture, pretty
My music, pretty
She is my land, pretty
My blood, pretty
My history, pretty
But there is nothing like my pretty Latina lady.

Sometimes I stop when I get inspired
I take a breath
I look with sapphire eyes
My area is beautiful
But it has its twist
Among the sweat and tears of a wounded Chile
But you know what
Here the people have strength
They have a pride that makes them raise their heads
For the family, for the bread on the table
For all those who draw strength from weakness.

I represent Latin America
Softly and quickly, keep it slow
Those who don't like it change their seats
I'm Latino and I shout it to the four winds.
I represent Latin America
Softly and quickly, keep it slow
Those who don't like it change their seats
I'm Latino and I shout it to the four winds.

I love you,
Baby, I am not lying
The most beautiful rose in the garden
You fascinate me my lady Latina
This beautiful story
I write it for you.
Where are you, how are you my baby
So pretty, so sensual and sexy
I like the way you move like that
Come with me I choose you lady.
Where are you, how are you my baby
So pretty, so sensual and sexy
I like the way you move like that
Come with me I choose you lady.

She is my land, pretty
My people, pretty
My culture, pretty
My music, pretty
She is my land, pretty
My blood, pretty
My history, pretty
But there is nothing like my pretty Latina lady.

This is for my people
This is for the family
For the united peoples (pretty)
For Latin America, for Chile (but there is nothing like my pretty Latina lady)
This is Shamanes