Sin Solución - Canteca de macao

Vivo en un mundo perdido que no lo consigo

Por mas que me aplico no encuentro el camino

Y sera mi egoismo, sera mi destino

Pero no encuentro el senitdo, no encuentro el sentido

Y es el terror que baja mi cuerpo

Que me oscuerece y se mete por dentro

Que se restriega y siempre jodiendo, siempre doliendo

Y siempre la misma cancion, siempre la misma cancion

Sin solucion, siempre la misma cancion

Siempre siempre sin solucion, sin solucion

Y asi es la vida del emigrante:

Siempre surcando por tierra extraña

Dificil en España, tirar palante

Nadie mira al frente entre tanta gente (x2)

Y esque no lo puedo comprender

(que nada me sale bien)

Y esque no lo puedo comprender!

Y oralele!

juanito dale!

no se sienten a descansar!

No se rindan!

no se vendan!

El baile no ha hecho mas que comenzar

Un planeta hecho mas que conversacion

Suenan palabras desde el mismo cielo

Un lenguaje para todos los pueblos

Un mismo mar, y una misma selva

Aqui es aqui, alla es alla un indio en el centro social

Un insumiso de la comunidad, en cada barrio de cada ciudad

Aqui es aqui, alla es alla

No se rindan, no se venzan, no se sienten a descansar

Escuchale, sientalo, muevalo

Estos son los ritmos que me salen del corazon!

Y siempre la misma cancion, siempre la misma cancion

Ay!

sin solucion, siempre la misma cancion!

Siempre siempre, sin solucion

I live in a lost world that I can't

As much as I apply myself, I can't find the way

And it will be my selfishness, it will be my destiny

But I don't make sense, I don't make sense

And it is the terror that descends my body

That darkens me and gets inside

That rubs and always fucking, always hurting

And always the same song, always the same song

No solution, always the same song

Always always without solution, without solution

And this is the life of the emigrant:

Always crossing a strange land

Difficult in Spain, throw palante

No one looks ahead among so many people (x2)

And I can't understand it

(that nothing goes right for me)

And I can't understand it!

And oralle!

juanito give it!

do not sit down to rest!

Do not give up!

do not sell!

The dance has only just begun

A planet made more than conversation

Words sound from the same sky

A language for all peoples

The same sea, and the same jungle

Here is here, there is there an Indian in the social center

A rebel from the community, in every neighborhood of every city

Here is here, there is there

Don't give up, don't give up, don't sit down to rest

Hear it, feel it, move it

These are the rhythms that come from my heart!

And always the same song, always the same song

Oh!

no solution, always the same song!

Always always, without solution