Текст и перевод песни Skool 77 - Mujer en Lucha

Mujer en Lucha

Para algunos son fuente de inspiración
Para otros son la vida misma
Para otros como yo son el motor que hace que te muevas
Son hermanas, son amigas, son novias, son esposas
Son compañeras de lucha en un mundo tan injusto
Por eso les dedico esta canción
A ustedes
Hermosas mujeres

Entre humo de cigarro luz neon y mucho ruido
Me la he visto una mujer se desviste con mucho ritmo
Cada noche tiene que aguantar estupidos borrachos
Intentar darle consuelo a una vida de arrebatos
Tiene que soportar la misoginia y calenturas
De señores con doble moral buscando una aventura
Extranjeros nacionales el mismo comportamiento
Invitándola a un motel o tal ves a un departamento
Dudo mucho que ese trabajo lo haga por su gusto
No la vuelvas a llamar a si no seas injusto
No falta algún explotador que dirige sus pasos
Tiene que darle cuentas o se queda sin trabajo

A si se trata a la mujer en un mundo machista
Una realidad tan triste nada es como lo pintan
A si se trata a la mujer en un mundo ignorante
Con abusos todo el tiempo y pocas oportunidades
Tiene talento, una buena voz y es muy creativa
Podría tener al mundo en sus manos como artista
Unos kilos de más la alejan de los escenarios
Ya sabes que es de rasistas el mundo del espectáculo
Pero antes de su voz, de su talento, de sus ganas
Tendrá que complacer al productor haya en la cama
Ella suelta un rotundo no porque tiene principios
Ahí es cuando la futura estrella pierde el brillo
Tu te lo perdiste hay muchas mas con ese sueño
Dispuestas a ofrecerle a su cuerpo un nuevo dueño
Por eso es que hay tantas artistas del momento
De bonito cuerpo, de bonita cara y sin talento

A si se trata a la mujer en un mundo machista
Una realidad tan triste nada es como lo pintan
A si se trata a la mujer en un mundo ignorante
Con abusos todo el tiempo y pocas oportunidades
La educaron de la forma antigua esa que se piensa
Que la mujer fue diseñada a la bordometrica.
Testigo mudo de la violencia intrafamiliar
Toda su vida ha soñado en buscar su libertad
Un padre alcohólico, una madre indiferente
Pero eso nunca pudo detenerla ella es muy fuerte
Siempre rechazada el viejo queria un varon
Y de asuntos de sexualidad nunca se le hablo
Tiene casi veinte años y es ejemplo para muchos
Una beca en la universidad por ser numero uno
Ciencias políticas es su pasión sueña con cambios
Sueña con hacer justicia y su espíritu esta intacto

A si se trata a la mujer en un mundo machista
Una realidad tan triste nada es como lo pintan
A si se trata a la mujer en un mundo ignorante
Con abusos todo el tiempo y pocas oportunidades
Temerosas por la calle van después de su trabajo
Una oración al viento y pasos apresurados
Convertirse en estadística es lo menos que desean
Caminar por esas calles suele ser una odisea
Ahora te contare de una ciudad en decadencia
Un gobierno hipócrita parece no tener conciencia
Ni siquiera hay una lista de lo que sucede en Juárez
No hay pruebas, no hay testigos, mucho menos culpables
Basta ya!! Lo que sucede nos enferma
Las cifras oficiales poco más de trescientas
Yo pienso que son muchas mas y creo que tu también
La mayoría de las tumbas tienen nombre de mujer

A si se trata a la mujer en un mundo machista
Una realidad tan triste nada es como lo pintan
A si se trata a la mujer en un mundo ignorante
Con abusos todo el tiempo y pocas oportunidades

Woman in Struggle

For some, they are a source of inspiration.
For others, they are life itself.
For others like me, they are the engine that makes you move.
They are sisters, they are friends, they are girlfriends, they are wives.
They are comrades in struggle in such an unfair world.
That's why I dedicate this song to them.
To you,
Beautiful women.

Between cigarette smoke, neon light, and lots of noise,
I have seen a woman undress with a lot of rhythm.
Every night she has to put up with stupid drunks,
Trying to give comfort to a life of outbursts.
She has to endure misogyny and lustful desires
Of gentlemen with double standards looking for an adventure.
Foreigners and nationals, the same behavior,
Inviting her to a motel or maybe an apartment.
I highly doubt she does that job for pleasure.
Don't call her again if you're not being unfair.
There's always an exploiter directing her steps.
She has to answer to him or she's out of a job.

This is how women are treated in a macho world.
A sad reality, nothing is as they paint it.
This is how women are treated in an ignorant world.
With abuse all the time and few opportunities.
She's talented, has a good voice, and is very creative.
She could have the world in her hands as an artist.
A few extra pounds keep her away from the stage.
You know the entertainment world is racist.
But before her voice, her talent, her desire,
She'll have to please the producer in bed.
She gives a resounding "no" because she has principles.
That's when the future star loses her shine.
You missed out, there are many more with that dream,
Willing to offer their body to a new owner.
That's why there are so many current artists
With beautiful bodies, beautiful faces, and no talent.

This is how women are treated in a macho world.
A sad reality, nothing is as they paint it.
This is how women are treated in an ignorant world.
With abuse all the time and few opportunities.
They educated her in the old-fashioned way that is thought
That women were designed for the embroidery hoop.
Silent witness to domestic violence,
All her life she has dreamed of seeking her freedom.
An alcoholic father, an indifferent mother,
But that could never stop her, she is very strong.
Always rejected, the old man wanted a son,
And matters of sexuality were never discussed with her.
She's almost twenty years old and an example to many.
A scholarship at the university for being number one.
Political science is her passion, she dreams of change,
She dreams of doing justice, and her spirit is intact.

This is how women are treated in a macho world.
A sad reality, nothing is as they paint it.
This is how women are treated in an ignorant world.
With abuse all the time and few opportunities.
Fearful, they walk down the street after work,
A prayer to the wind and hurried steps.
Becoming a statistic is the least they want.
Walking those streets is often an odyssey.
Now I'll tell you about a city in decline,
A hypocritical government seems to have no conscience.
There isn't even a list of what happens in Juarez.
There's no evidence, no witnesses, much less culprits.
Enough is enough! What's happening is making us sick.
Official figures, just over three hundred.
I think there are many more, and I think you do too.
Most of the graves have women's names.

This is how women are treated in a macho world.
A sad reality, nothing is as they paint it.
This is how women are treated in an ignorant world.
With abuse all the time and few opportunities.