Si Yo Fuera - Nach, Ángela Cervantes

¿Cómo sería mi mundo si estuviera…

Alejado de esta esfera callejera?

Si yo fuera otro ser, si viviera…

…más allá de esta espera, de esta efímera quimera

Si fuera un soldado cargando un fusil de asalto

Temblaría pensando que o quito una vida o me quitan la mía

En una guerra fría que alimenta el odio

Por el control del mercado del crudo y el territorio

¿Cómo sería mi imperio si yo fuera millonario?

Enserio, sacaría a todos mis homies del barrio

Cada día una experiencia vital, sin trabajar

Dándole a mis padres un palacio igual que el Taj Mahal

¿Y si todo fuera mal en el final de mi aventura?

¿Y si fuera un vagabundo sin rumbo entre la basura?

Sin saber qué hacer, viendo el ayer, con mi mente muda

Sin tenerme en pie, inerte ante un presente que me anula

No tendría duda si fuera mujer

Exigiría respeto a aquel que viera en mí un objeto de placer

Les haría ver que soy el sexo fuerte, llena de autoestima

Escupiéndole al cerdo que pusiera su mano encima

Si existen fuerzas divinas

¿Por qué sufre tanto el hombre y se anestesia?

Si fuera Dios, castigaría a la iglesia

Por las muertes cometidas en mi nombre

Por la pederastia de esas bestias con sotanas y uniforme

Y es que quiero ser enorme, como las montañas

Algo más que un muñeco de carne envolviendo entrañas

Si la realidad me daña, preparo el paso siguiente

Porque si yo fuera tú, viviría intensamente

Si estuviera en otra piel

Si estuviera lejos de esta jaula

Si no fuera quien soy, sin el peso sobre mi espalda

Dime ¿qué sería de mí si viviera lejos de esta esfera callejera?

Si yo fuera, si yo fuera…

Si fuera presidente, cumpliría lo prometido

Exigiría que la ley tratara igual al rey y al mendigo

Comprometido contra el desastre climático

El lastre del capitalismo y de un planeta asmático

Si fuera un chico problemático, ¿Qué haría?

Estaría tira’o en la calle como un paria todo el día

Buscaría a alguien más débil y le amenazaría

Quizá acabaría muerto, quizá en penitenciaría

Y si fuera un policía no haría uso del abuso, ¡nunca!

Sabría escuchar, sin sospechar de cada intruso en la trifulca

Mi placa traería el orden y no el miedo

No sería otro cabrón que te obliga a morder el suelo

Vuelo y mi consuelo es verme libre igual que un niño

Porque si fuera padre le hablaría con cariño

Le diría que estaría orgulloso de él, pase lo que pase

Que la vida es corta y sea feliz, que aunque fracase no desista

Y que pensaría si fuera un terrorista

¿Por qué imponer mi ideología a otros puntos de vista?

Si la violencia armada no conduce a nada

Sólo a ver la sangre de inocentes derramada en la calzada

Por mi mano alzada, por los que se van, por los que no están

Me pregunto, ¿Quién lloraría si yo fuera un difunto?

Si fuera libre más allá de este sistema absurdo

Y de las rejas invisibles de mi mundo

Si estuviera en otra piel

Si estuviera lejos de esta jaula

Si no fuera quien soy, sin el peso sobre mi espalda

Dime ¿qué sería de mí si viviera lejos de esta esfera callejera?

Si yo fuera, si yo fuera…

Lejos de mi piel, en otro lugar

Lejos de mi ser podría volar

Si saliera de esta esfera

Si yo fuera, si yo fuera (yeah!)

Lejos de mi piel, en otro lugar (en otro lugar)

Lejos de mi ser podría volar, (¡sí!)

Si saliera de esta esfera (de esta esfera)

Si yo fuera, si yo fuera (de esta esfera, yeah!)

Si estuviera en otra piel (en otra piel)

Si estuviera lejos de esta jaula (lejos de aquí, lejos de aquí)

Si no fuera quien soy, sin el peso sobre mi espalda

Dime ¿Qué sería de mí… (¡dime, dime!)

Si viviera lejos de esta esfera callejera?

Si yo fuera, si yo fuera (¡si yo fuera!)

Lejos de esta jaula, lejos de esta esfera

Nach, Ángela Cervantes

Si yo fuera

What would my world be like if I were...

Away from this street sphere?

If I were another being, if I lived...

…beyond this wait, this ephemeral chimera

If I were a soldier carrying an assault rifle

I would tremble thinking that either I take a life or they take mine

In a cold war that fuels hate

For control of the crude oil market and the territory

What would my empire be like if I were a millionaire?

Seriously, I'd take all my homies out of the hood

Every day a vital experience, without working

Giving my parents a palace just like the Taj Mahal

What if everything went wrong at the end of my adventure?

What if he was a wanderer aimlessly in the trash?

Not knowing what to do, seeing yesterday, with my mute mind

Without standing up, inert before a present that annuls me

I would have no doubt if I were a woman

I would demand respect from anyone who saw in me an object of pleasure

I would make them see that I am the stronger sex, full of self-esteem

Spitting at the pig that put his hand on it

If there are divine forces

Why does man suffer so much and is he anesthetized?

If I were God, I would punish the church

For the deaths committed in my name

For the pederasty of those beasts with cassocks and uniforms

And I want to be huge, like the mountains

Something more than a meat doll wrapping entrails

If reality hurts me, I prepare the next step

Because if I were you, I would live intensely

If I were in another skin

If I was away from this cage

If I wasn't who I am, without the weight on my back

Tell me, what would become of me if I lived far from this street sphere?

If I were, if I were...

If I were president, I would fulfill what was promised

I would demand that the law treat the king and the pauper equally

Committed against climate disaster

The ballast of capitalism and an asthmatic planet

If you were a troublesome boy, what would you do?

I would be thrown in the street like an outcast all day

I would look for someone weaker and threaten him

Maybe I'd end up dead, maybe in penitentiary

And if I were a police officer I would not use abuse, ever!

I would know how to listen, without suspecting every intruder in the brawl

My badge would bring order and not fear

I wouldn't be another bastard that forces you to bite the ground

I fly and my consolation is to see myself free just like a child

Because if I were a father I would speak to him with affection

I'd tell him I'd be proud of him no matter what

That life is short and be happy, that even if you fail, do not give up

And what would you think if you were a terrorist

Why impose my ideology on other points of view?

If armed violence leads nowhere

Just to see the blood of innocents spilled on the road

For my raised hand, for those who leave, for those who are not

I wonder, who would cry if I were a deceased?

If I were free beyond this absurd system

And from the invisible bars of my world

If I were in another skin

If I was away from this cage

If I wasn't who I am, without the weight on my back

Tell me, what would become of me if I lived far from this street sphere?

If I were, if I were...

Away from my skin, in another place

Away from my being I could fly

If I got out of this sphere

If I were, if I were (yeah!)

Away from my skin, in another place (in another place)

Away from my being I could fly, (yeah!)

If I got out of this sphere (of this sphere)

If I were, if I were (of this sphere, yeah!)

If I were in another skin (in another skin)

If I was away from this cage (away from here, away from here)

If I wasn't who I am, without the weight on my back

Tell me, what would become of me… (tell me, tell me!)

If I lived far from this street sphere?

If I were, if I were (if I were!)

Far from this cage, far from this sphere

Nach, Angela Cervantes

If I were