Canción Inútil - Attaque 77

Tantos años y el tiempo no borró el instante

Esa tarde en la seccional

Aquellos tipos parecía que jugaban con tu madre

Que lloraba desconsolada:"Van dos meses que no lo vuelto a ver

Y estos hijos de puta dicen ¡ habrá Algo a hecho"

Aunque eras muy pequeño entonces, lo supiste igual

Hijo y sangre de un desaparecido

En la calle pide a gritos: juicio y castigo

Tinta y roja, escrache en la pared

Y los gases, las corridas y enfrentamientos

Escucha, piensa, piensa, escucha y dice que

«no es venganza, es instinto sin razonamiento

La causa mueve al sentimiento

Y esto empieza a causar todo lo que siento

Para ser adolescente siempre, que es como vencer

Ya es bastante por hoy

Va a ser mejor que me calle y aprender del silencio

Reconocer que fuimos cómplices tambiÃ(c)n de ese indulto

Nuestra pasiva indecisión

Y, aunque la vida nadie nos va a devolver

Prevenir es curar y luchar es remedio

Al fin y al cabo es más sincero que esta inútil canción

Que es todo lo que tengo para ser adolescente siempre

Que es como vencer

So many years and time has not erased the moment

That afternoon at the sectional

Those guys looked like they were playing with your mother

That she cried disconsolately: "It's been two months since I've seen him again

And these sons of bitches say something will be done"

Although you were very small then, you knew it just the same

Son and blood of a disappeared person

In the street he cries out: trial and punishment

Ink and red, escrache on the wall

And the gases, the runs and clashes

Listen, think, think, listen and say that

«It is not revenge, it is instinct without reasoning

The cause moves the feeling

And this starts to cause everything I feel

To always be a teenager, which is how to win

That's enough for today

It will be better for me to shut up and learn from the silence

Recognize that we were also complicit in that pardon

Our passive indecision

And, although life nobody is going to give us back

Prevention is cure and fighting is remedy

At the end of the day it is more sincere than this useless song

That is all I have to be a teenager forever

what is it like to win