Borracho Drunk Steady Beer - Panteón Rococó

Con el ego muy arriba

Y la conciencia por los suelos

A 30 años la historia parece hacer memoria

Mientras el pueblo observa indiferente

Que en todos lados matan a su gente

Y tu sentado aqui oyendo esta cancion

Dime que haces para salvar a la nacion

Solo una bala lo ha alcanzado, le destrozo el corazon

Tantas historias que se han contado, de todas no se entero

Al otro dia no se hablo nada, todo el mundo cayo

Pistola en mano y una metralla, y aqui nada paso

(coro) Pobre de el pobre de ella, la bala los separo

Y ahora el vive feliz en una estrella

Donde no hay represion

Pobre de el pobre de ella

El cielo se sacudio

Y ahora el vive feliz en una estrella

Donde no hay represion

Y hoy su madre sigue acudiendo, al lugar donde el partio

Es 2 de octubre y esta lloviendo, a ella no le importo

Cuando en el alma se trae la lucha, como a el le sucedio

No importa que cortes cartucho, si aqui nada paso

(coro)

A ahora el te pide

Que junto a el siguas luchando

Por acabar con la injusticia en este pais

Por que a tus raices ya nunca las dejes ir

Ayudes a tu hermano a no sucumbir

Y no dejes que esta tierra se nos vaya a hundir

A ahora el te ruega

Que por la causa en la que el murio

Por amor por dolor

Ayudes a tu hermano a no morir

Enseñes al compatriota a compartir

Acudas ya con tu pueblo a combatir

Y enseñes a los niños a sonreir

With the ego very high

And the conscience on the ground

After 30 years, history seems to remember

While the people watch indifferently

That everywhere they kill their people

And you sitting here listening to this song

Tell me what you do to save the nation

Only one bullet has reached him, it destroyed his heart

So many stories that have been told, I don't know about all of them

The next day nothing was said, everyone fell

Gun in hand and a shrapnel, and here nothing happened

(chorus) Poor man poor her, the bullet separated them

And now he lives happily on a star

where there is no repression

Poor him poor her

the sky shook

And now he lives happily on a star

where there is no repression

And today his mother continues to go to the place where he left

It's October 2nd and it's raining, she doesn't care

When the fight is brought to the soul, as it happened to him

It doesn't matter if you cut the cartridge, if nothing happened here

(chorus)

Now he asks you

That together with him you keep fighting

For ending injustice in this country

Because you never let go of your roots

Help your brother not to succumb

And don't let this land sink us

now he begs you

That for the cause in which he died

for love for pain

Help your brother not to die

Teach the compatriot to share

Go now with your people to fight

And teach the children to smile