Текст и перевод песни mafalda feat. Sara Hebe - La Llorona

La Llorona

Uhhh ahhh uhh ahh uuhhh ahhh aaaaaarrrrrhhhh
Uhhh ahhh uhh ahh uuhhh ahhh aaaaaarrrrrhhhh
Uhhh ahhh uhh ahh uuhhh ahhh aaaaaarrrrrhhhh
Sunshine boogie, hap, birap birapiribi, haps
Pues tenían razón, todas las que decían que ahora queda lo peor.
Quién se ríe, quién sonríe, se sincera.
Alguien mira al cielo y dice espera.
Comenzando a recuperar lo humano que me queda,
Me paré a pensar en aquellas a las que les toca luchar.
1 Por la homosexualidad normalizada
2 Por la discapacidad que te hace digna
3 Por las presas victimas del estado
4 Por las feministas que hacen justicia
5 Por las que dan su vida
6 Veis, sabéis qué hay que hacer
7 ...
Ara vos tocar lluitar, ens toca lluitar, ara tocarà ser fortes ara més que mai.
I ens tocar lluitar, vos toca lluitar, ara tocarà ser fortes ara més que mai.
Viva la ley, viva su ley,
Ella me ha encarcelado, dictaminado, nombrado, casado y postulado.
Cuando la norma cívica transciende
Se transforma en arma política, ellas las escriben, solo ellas las entienden.
Tengo la certeza de vivir un hito único,
Se requiere de mi fuerza para cambiar lo insólito.
Pertenezco al expolio capitalista del sur de Europa,
Pertenezco a un país que por el miedo, vota y apela al fascismo.
Como has podido observar sus leyes nos afectan,
Hipster milita, despierta
Todo es política, da igual,
Mires dónde mires, o la fas o te la fan.
No me lo invento
No son prejucios,
Mi odio hacía ellos tiene nombres y apellidos.
Somos conscientes
De nuestra clase nuestro pasado y objetivo.
Aprendiendo de lo raro del mundo,
Que no es raro sino nuevo y nos enseña desde cero.
Marginadas mostradnos el futuro
Y enséñame ese corazón, libertario y puro.
Uhhhhh ba meinama meinama ahhhhhhhhh ba meinama meinama
(Tengo una niña encerrada en mis ojos)
(Y últimamente solo hace...)
Que llorar, solo hace que llorar, solo hace que llorar, solo hace que llorar, solo hace que llorar, solo hace que llorar, solo hace que llorar, solo hace que llorar, solo hace que llorar...
Llorar, llorar... llorar, llorar... llorar, llorar... llorar, llorar...
Cry, you will cry. Cry, you will cry.
1... 2... 3...
Basta de llorar,
Ahora para afuera que tenemos que pelear,
Llorona ya no llores las flores se pudrirán.
Y todos sus colores, vaya listo, a marchar,
A ocupar este lugar.
Si tan solo una manzana seguimos, sí se puede.
Del sur de la tierra suenan gritos de mujeres.
Alzando voces por las que mataron y no pueden.
Quedamos las que estamos, ni una menos, sí se puede.
Atrás a tu machismo, machito machista,
A tu idea tecnocráctica facho-capitalista.
Juguemos al ahorcado, está muriendo el patriarcado,
Nos vamos a cobrar todo lo que nos han robado.
1... 2... preparadas? Fuego!
Ara vos tocar lluitar ens toca lluitar, ara tocarà ser fortes ara més que mai.
I ens tocar lluitar, vos toca lluitar, ara tocarà ser fo

The Weeping Woman

Uhhh ahhh uhh ahh uuhhh ahhh aaaaaarrrrrhhhh
Uhhh ahhh uhh ahh uuhhh ahhh aaaaaarrrrrhhhh
Uhhh ahhh uhh ahh uuhhh ahhh aaaaaarrrrrhhhh
Sunshine boogie, hap, birap birapiribi, haps
They were right, all those who said the worst is yet to come.
Who laughs, who smiles, be sincere.
Someone looks at the sky and says wait.
Starting to recover what's left of my humanity,
I stopped to think about those who have to fight.
1 For normalized homosexuality
2 For the disability that makes you worthy
3 For the prisoners, victims of the state
4 For the feminists who do justice
5 For those who give their lives
6 You see, you know what to do
7 ...
Now you have to fight, we have to fight, now we have to be strong, now more than ever.
And we have to fight, you have to fight, now we have to be strong, now more than ever.
Long live the law, long live their law,
It has imprisoned me, ruled me, named me, married me, and postulated me.
When the civic norm transcends
It becomes a political weapon, they write them, only they understand them.
I have the certainty of living a unique milestone,
My strength is required to change the unusual.
I belong to the capitalist plunder of Southern Europe,
I belong to a country that, out of fear, votes and appeals to fascism.
As you have observed, their laws affect us,
Hipster, get involved, wake up
Everything is political, it doesn't matter,
Wherever you look, you either do fascism or they do it to you.
I'm not making it up
These are not prejudices,
My hatred towards them has names and surnames.
We are aware
Of our class, our past, and our objective.
Learning from the strangeness of the world,
Which is not strange but new and teaches us from scratch.
Marginalized ones, show us the future
And show me that heart, libertarian and pure.
Uhhhhh ba meinama meinama ahhhhhhhhh ba meinama meinama
(I have a girl locked in my eyes)
(And lately she only does...)
Cry, she only does cry, she only does cry, she only does cry, she only does cry, she only does cry, she only does cry, she only does cry, she only does cry...
Cry, cry... cry, cry... cry, cry... cry, cry...
Cry, you will cry. Cry, you will cry.
1... 2... 3...
Stop crying,
Now get out there, we have to fight,
Weeping woman, don't cry anymore, the flowers will rot.
And all their colors, come on, let's march,
To occupy this place.
If we're just an apple, we can still do it.
From the south of the earth, cries of women are heard.
Raising voices for those who were killed and cannot.
We are the ones who remain, not one less, yes we can.
Back off with your machismo, little macho man,
Back off with your technocratic, fascist-capitalist idea.
Let's play hangman, the patriarchy is dying,
We're going to collect everything they've stolen from us.
1... 2... ready? Fire!
Now you have to fight, we have to fight, now we have to be strong, now more than ever.
And we have to fight, you have to fight, now we have to be st