No Tiene Madre - Juan Luis Guerra 4.40

Tú llamas a lo bueno, malo y a lo malo, bueno

Tú llamas al perverso, justo y al justo

Embustero

Y llamas fiel al opresor que agarra por el cuello

Y llamas a lo amargo, dulce y a lo sabio, necio

Esto no tiene madre

Esto no tiene abuelo

Y nadie que te de un consejo

Esto no tiene madre

Esto no tiene abuelo

No tiene primo ni consuegro viejo

Eh, eh, eh

Eh, eh, eh

Tú juzgas por las leyes que promulga don dinero

Y vives en la tierra como si no hubiera cielo

Y te haces de la vista gorda

Y sigues con el juego

La historia que repite

Y se remienda un traje viejo

Esto no tiene madre

Esto no tiene abuelo

Y nadie que te de un consejo

Esto no tiene madre

Esto no tiene abuelo

No tiene primo ni consuegro, viejo

Eh, eh, eh

Eh, eh, eh

Le llamas a la luz, tinieblas y a lo claro, oscuro

Le llamas al que miente, honesto

Y al honesto, impuro

Y vendes la justicia, la garganta y el oído…

Y el corazón del pueblo se levanta y pega un grito

Esto no tiene madre

Esto no tiene abuelo

Y nadie que te de un consejo

Esto no tiene madre

Esto no tiene abuelo

No tiene primo ni consuegro, viejo

Eh, eh, eh

Eh, eh, eh

Nos sobra la clave, nos sobra el tambor

Tenemos la melaza para hacerlo mejor

Con fe y esperanza, templanza y amor

Pero hay que empezar de nuevo

Nos sobra la clave, nos sobra el tambor

Tenemos la melaza para hacerlo mejor

Con fe y esperanza, templanza y amor

Pero hay que empezar de nuevo

Esto no tiene madre

Esto no tiene abuelo

Y nadie que te de un consejo

Esto no tiene madre

Esto no tiene abuelo

No tiene primo ni consuegro, viejo

You call good bad and bad good

You call the wicked, the righteous and the righteous

Liar

And you call faithful to the oppressor who grabs by the neck

And you call the bitter sweet and the wise foolish

This has no mother

This has no grandfather

And no one to give you advice

This has no mother

This has no grandfather

He has no cousin or old in-law

hey hey hey

hey hey hey

You judge by the laws promulgated by money

And you live on earth like there's no heaven

And you turn a blind eye

And you continue with the game

the history that repeats

And an old suit is mended

This has no mother

This has no grandfather

And no one to give you advice

This has no mother

This has no grandfather

He has no cousin or in-law, old man

hey hey hey

hey hey hey

You call the light, darkness and the light, dark

You call the one who lies, honest

And the honest, impure

And you sell justice, the throat and the ear...

And the heart of the people stands up and shouts

This has no mother

This has no grandfather

And no one to give you advice

This has no mother

This has no grandfather

He has no cousin or in-law, old man

hey hey hey

hey hey hey

We have left over the key, we have left over the drum

We have the molasses to make it better

With faith and hope, temperance and love

But you have to start over

We have left over the key, we have left over the drum

We have the molasses to make it better

With faith and hope, temperance and love

But you have to start over

This has no mother

This has no grandfather

And no one to give you advice

This has no mother

This has no grandfather

He has no cousin or in-law, old man