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Zombie Killa
03:06
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En Castellano:
Cae la noche, Música fuerte,
para que el muerto por fin despierte,
llega la orgia con groserías,
las maldiciones de tu profecía.
Soy el cabrón de tu religión,
Vomito sangre y hago maldades
Enajenado el cuerpo se va parando
Por que esta noche calmaniño esta sonando.
Te llevo el diablo, pal otro lado,
Te trae muerto desde el averno.
No es magia negra, no es un gualicho
Ese esta muerto desde chiquito.
Conoce al diablo y esta de su lado
Anda comiendo la carne de humanos
Todos los muertos se van amontonando
Por que esta noche calmaniño esta sonando.
Despierta el zombi y comienza a matar,
Es calmaniño que empieza a sonar.
English:
it was dark, loud music
that wakes the dead,
orgy comes with profanity and
the curses of your prophecy.
I am the lamb in your religion,
Vomiting blood and I hurt,
alienated body wakes
calmaniño that is rocking tonight.
the devil took you to the afterlife and
You return the dead to you from hell,
It's not black magic, not a gualicho
That is dead since young.
Meet the devil is in your favor so
he eats human flesh,
All the dead pile up
calmaniño is rocking tonight.
Zombie awakens and begins to kill
It is starting to sound calmaniño.
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Stress
03:06
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En Castellano:
Siento en mi corazón,
una presión no puedo respirar por que el pecho se me cierra,
quiero sentir dolor, tan solo para poder entender
cada instante en este mundo,
salir a incendiar cada centímetro de sociedad
y bailotear en los escombros
salir a perseguir a cada imbesil que hable de moral
y someterlo en una orgía.
La presión!!!
Siento la frustración
de no poder vivir con dignidad y estar rodeado de ignorantes,
Quisiera defecar en cada idea de la libertad,
Y masturbarme en democracia.
Salir a humillar a cada cheta con aspiración
a bohemia de etiqueta.
Poder eyacular en las reglas de esta puta sociedad,
limpiarme el orto con protocolo.
La presión!!!
La presión va a destruir la ciudad
La presión va a destruir la humanidad…
Nosotros siempre acá mirando caer
A la humanidad y todo lo que hay,
Nosotros siempre acá mirando caer,
A la humanidad y todo lo que hay.
English:
I feel in my heart
a pressure that will not let me breathe through the chest closed by asthma
I feel pain only to understand
every moment in this World
I would like to burn out every inch of society
and dance in the rubble,
I want to persecute those who speak of moral
and bring in an orgy.
Pressure!!
I feel the frustration
can not live with dignity and surrounded by ignorant
I would defecate in every idea of liberty
And being able to masturbate democratically.
I want to go to humiliate each establishing wealthy
high society bohemian.
Able to ejaculate in the rules of this fucking society,
wipe my ass with protocol.
Pressure!!
The pressure will destroy the city,
The pressure is going to destroy humanity…
We are always looking down here,
A humanity and everything exist,
We are always looking down here,
A humanity and everything exist.
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Los Duendes (Elves)
04:23
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4. |
Defenzas Tribales
02:20
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Defenzas Tribales
en Español:
Ya aguantamos violencia y hambre
Y nos seguís maltratando,
Somos la gente que no tiene nombre
Siempre apodos e insultos,
Nos dicen indios, negros o collas
También cuestionan mi culto
Y me paso la vida orgulloso
Con la wiphala en los hombros.
Una canción pa mi tribu
Hijos del norte argentino
Somos los hijos del sol tata inti
Y nuestra madre es la pacha
Resistimos al gran genocidio
Y a tu total ignorancia
Y no me importa tu sangre de origen
No soy un sucio racista
Yo solo quiero respeto a mi gente
Pa que mi tribu resista
Es la esencia, hijos del sol,
Es la esencia defender nuestra tierra.
English:
Already endured violence and hunger
And you keep abusing us,
We are the people that has no name
only nicknames and insults,
They say Indians, Black Colla
They also question my belief,
And I spend my life proud
With the wiphala shoulders.
A song for my tribe
Sons of Northern Argentina
We are the children of the sun Tata Inti
And our mother is the Pacha (earth),
Resist the great genocide
And your total ignorance,
And I do not care about your home blood
I'm not a fuckin racist,
I just want respect for my people
For my tribe resist.
It is the essence, children of the sun,
It is the essence defend our land.
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El Payaso (The Clown)
04:18
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En Español:
Mírenlos, a esta hora empieza el show,
y todos quieren al payaso que los va a hacer feliz,
todos empiezan a aplaudir, pero no saben que es el fin,
por que el payaso esta cansado de tener que reír.
Ya no contiene su dolor, tan profundo, la ira lo atacó.
Mírenlo, como acecha al público,
Todos los fieles regocijan de su padecer,
De pronto surge la emoción, la casería ya empezó,
Y lo violento se transforma en lo romántico,
Por que el payaso va a matar, desmembrando su triste soledad.
Voy curando frustración,
Ya no aguanto mas vivir,
Solo quiero ver dolor,
Por que intento yo morir.
Mírenme, necesito mas dolor,
La depresión me esta matando y ya no se que hacer,
Yo solo quiero asesinar, a toda la multitud,
su verborragia me enloquece y causa vomito,
ya no los quiero escuchar, me tortura su triste existir.
Mírenme, voy a golpear y sonreír,
Soy el payaso que te canta antes de morir,
Cuando la calma va a estallar, quiero dejar de respirar,
pero no logro encontrar el rumbo al mas allá,
voy a tener que hacer sufrir, y calmar todo este gran dolor.
Yo quiero la eternidad,
Dejar de respirar,
Poder gozar la paz,
Y sentir que llego el fin…
El fin…
English:
Look at them, at this time the show begins,
and they all want to clown that will make you happy,
everyone starts to clap, but do not know which is the end
that the clown is tired of having to laugh.
I can not stand his pain, so deep, rage attacked him.
Look at him, and threatens the public
All the faithful rejoice in their suffering,
Suddenly there is the excitement, the chase has begun,
And the violence is transformed into the romantic,
For the clown wants to kill, dismembering his solitude.
I cure my frustration
I can not stand more live
I only see pain
As I try I die.
Look at me, I need more pain,
Depression is killing me and no longer as a cure,
I just want to kill the crowd,
the verbiage makes me crazy and makes me want to vomit,
I do not want to hear, because I torture his sad existence.
Look at me, I'm going to hit and smile,
I'm the clown who sings before he died,
When the calm is going to explode, I stop breathing,
but I can not find the way to the beyond,
I have to suffer that calms my pain.
I want to eternity
Stop breathing
Being able to have peace,
And feel that I get to ...
The end ...
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CalmaNiño Salta, Argentina
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