El Comunicador - Caifanes

Hay un ser que nos teme;

Alguien que quiere escondernos

Tiene óptica cuadrada y vomita engaño;

Desconecta tu razón

Amarilla está su sangre

Reprimido su corazón

Él te rompe los sentidos milenarios

Es un foco de infección

Yo no sé cómo se llama

Es el comunicador

Es el comunicador

Es el comunicador

Es el comunicador

Llevas años escondido

Temeroso por sentirlo

Ahora es tiempo de afilarnos los colmillos

Con tu ojo entre las piernas

Yo no sé como es que ríe

Es el comunicador

Es el comunicador

Es el comunicador

Es el comunicador

There is a being who fears us;

someone who wants to hide us

It has square optics and spews trickery;

Disconnect your reason

Yellow is his blood

suppressed his heart

He breaks your millennial senses

He is a hotbed of infection

I don't know what it's called

he is the communicator

is the communicator

is the communicator

is the communicator

You've been hiding for years

scared to feel it

Now it's time to sharpen our fangs

With your eye between your legs

I don't know how he laughs

is the communicator

is the communicator

is the communicator

is the communicator