Héroes - Nach

En cada sacrificio, en cada mirada al precipicio

La guerra por sobrevivir… los héroes resisten

Para quien seca sus lágrimas sin darse por vencido

Y a pesar de la fatiga sigue su camino

Para quien lucha, para quien sigue vivo

Buscando un sentido

Los mayores héroes son desconocidos

Para quien seca sus lágrimas sin darse por vencido

Y a pesar de la fatiga sigue su camino

Para quien lucha, para quien sigue vivo

Buscando un sentido

Los mayores héroes son desconocidos

La vía fácil le tentaba tanto, nunca fue un santo

En su barriada el desencanto lo barría el polvo blanco

Así pasaba cada tarde a ciegas, rutina de calo y trago

Con colegas en su esquina haciendo el vago

Con diecisiete y míralo, tan pícaro, lo había probado todo

Menos el tacto de un pétalo, flor de mujer placer negado

Para un ser tan tímido hasta que una noche en sábado

Cuando la vio subió su libido

Primer polvo en un Volvo y sin preservativos

Ella consintió y del flechazo al embarazo en un chasquido

Error de adolescente, al mes siguiente se enteró

Que tendría un descendiente, de repente su mente cambió

El adiós a las anfetas trajo una vida discreta

Alimenta a su familia, conduce una furgoneta

Sudando la camiseta hasta que sus huesos se quiebren

No ha ganado ningún premio, pero para mí es un héroe

Toda una vida pasada, dura trabajada

Sus arrugas son ternuras, pereza, belleza anclada

Abierto de mente más que muchos a mi edad

Inteligente aunque le cueste leer y escriba mal, pero escribe

Realidad que vivió en sus carnes, si

Posguerra, hambre, sangre, espinas en alambres

Arduo trabajo en el desierto campo de infantes

Siete hermanos, unos padres bajos tratos miserables

Pero supo ser feliz, amando naturaleza

Hoy no se quiere saber de móviles, mp3, le estresan

Prefieren salir a caminar, respirar hondo

Ama a su familia, no es formal es todo fondo

Y vida pasa para todos, yo lo miro y quiero que

Viva mil años conmigo, ser su amigo más que ayer

No viaja en Jet y no es el prota de una serie

No tiene superpoderes, pero para mí es un héroe

Para quien seca sus lágrimas sin darse por vencido

Y a pesar de la fatiga sigue su camino

Para quien lucha, para quien sigue vivo

Buscando un sentido

Los mayores héroes son desconocidos

Para quien seca sus lágrimas sin darse por vencido

Y a pesar de la fatiga sigue su camino

Para quien lucha, para quien sigue vivo

Buscando un sentido

Los mayores héroes son desconocidos

Gira la esquina, mirando atrás por encima del hombro

No se fía de nadie, en la vida ha tocado fondo

Tantas veces, que ya no ve la superficie

Que ella sabe que no hay nada que consiga que la pifie

Porque ha llegado el level en el que muerde si debes

Cuando el peso de injusticia te acaricia con su reverb

Si llueve es ácido que quema sus pestañas

¿Por qué vives en el país de las libertades?

España

Extranjero, puedes ser bien recibido

Da igual tu color de piel, sólo paga tus recibos

Si vistes Armani no importa, si tienes verde

Si tu perro mea las flores del Senado o si se pierde

Pero no es tu caso hermano afgano, diáfanos planos

Te observan con detenimiento, con detalle insano

Porque desde altas esferas te señalan, siempre pierdes

Sientes miedo, avanzas con cuidado y vives como un héroe

Su vida iba sobre ruedas, un trabajo estable, un novio amable

Amigas siempre cerca para echar un cable

Todo ocurrió una tarde un accidente

Aquel borracho iba al volante y sin más cortó su futuro cual sable

Su vida ahora sobre ruedas, si, las de una silla

A veces se la ve tranquila, pero entre el silencio chilla

Maldice su maldición a solas en su habitación

Su novio se fue con otra en busca de la pasión perdida

La herida no es mortal y debe buscar la salida

Lucha aunque se siente en paz tan sólo cuando está dormida

¿La ciudad no es distinta a caso?

Pero cada escalón sabe a fracaso si le sale al paso

No hay ocaso, si la fuerza de flaqueza es tu riqueza

Ella es tozuda y se mueve por las calles con soltura

Un nuevo amor la anima si se siente endeble

No firma autógrafos a nadie, pero tiene alma de héroe

Para quien seca sus lágrimas sin darse por vencido

Y a pesar de la fatiga sigue su camino

Para quien lucha, para quien sigue vivo

Buscando un sentido

Los mayores héroes son desconocidos

Para quien seca sus lágrimas sin darse por vencido

Y a pesar de la fatiga sigue su camino

Para quien lucha, para quien sigue vivo

Buscando un sentido

Los mayores héroes son desconocidos

Especial dedicación a todos los héroes de corazón ahí fuera en las calles

Por cada héroe, buscándose la vida ¡como sea!

Por cada uno que lucha sin cesar, ¡como sea sí!

Que lucha por sobrevivir, son héroes

Abram, mi hombre Nach

Un día en Suburbia, dos doble cero ocho, yeh…

In every sacrifice, in every look at the precipice

The war to survive… the heroes resist

For those who dry their tears without giving up

And despite the fatigue he continues on his way

For those who fight, for those who are still alive

looking for a meaning

The greatest heroes are unknown

For those who dry their tears without giving up

And despite the fatigue he continues on his way

For those who fight, for those who are still alive

looking for a meaning

The greatest heroes are unknown

The easy way tempted him so much, he was never a saint

In his neighborhood, disenchantment was swept away by white dust

That's how he spent every afternoon blindfolded, routine of heat and drink

With colleagues in his corner of him goofing off

Seventeen and look at him, so naughty, he'd tried it all

Minus the touch of a petal, woman's flower pleasure denied

For a being so shy until a Saturday night

When he saw her he raised his libido

First fuck in a Volvo and no condoms

She consented and from crush to pregnancy in a snap

Teenage mistake, the next month she found out

That she would have a descendant, suddenly her mind changed

Farewell to speed brought a discreet life

He feeds his family on it, he drives a van

Sweating the shirt until his bones break

He hasn't won any awards, but to me he's a hero.

All a past life, hard worked

His wrinkles are tenderness, laziness, anchored beauty

Open-minded more than many at my age

Intelligent although it is difficult for him to read and he writes badly, but he writes

Reality that he lived in his flesh from him, yes

Postwar, famine, blood, thorns on wires

Hard work in the deserted infantry camp

Seven brothers, low parents miserable deals

But he knew how to be happy, loving nature

Today he does not want to know about mobiles, mp3, they stress him out

They prefer to go for a walk, take a deep breath

He loves his family, it's not formal, it's all background

And life happens for everyone, I look at it and I want it to

Live a thousand years with me, be his friend more than yesterday

He does not travel by jet and he is not the protagonist of a series

He doesn't have any superpowers, but to me he's a hero.

For those who dry his tears without giving up

And despite the fatigue he continues on his way

For those who fight, for those who are still alive

looking for a meaning

The greatest heroes are unknown

For those who dry their tears without giving up

And despite the fatigue he continues on his way

For those who fight, for those who are still alive

looking for a meaning

The greatest heroes are unknown

Turn the corner, looking back over your shoulder

She doesn't trust anyone, in life she has hit rock bottom

So many times, that he no longer sees the surface

That she knows that there is nothing that can get her to screw up

Because the level has come where she bites if you must

When the weight of injustice caresses you with its reverb

If it rains it's acid that burns your eyelashes

Why do you live in the country of freedoms?

Spain

Foreigner, you may be well received

No matter your skin color, just pay your bills

If you wear Armani it doesn't matter, if you have green

If your dog pisses on the flowers of the Senate or if he gets lost

But it is not your case Afghan brother, diaphanous plans

They watch you closely, in insane detail

Because from high spheres they point out to you, you always lose

Feel fear, tread carefully and live like a hero

Her life was going smoothly, a stable job, a kind boyfriend

Friends always close to throw a cable

It all happened one afternoon an accident

That drunk was at the wheel and without further ado cut off his future from him like a saber

His life now on wheels, yes, those of a chair

Sometimes she looks calm, but in the silence she screams

Curse her curse of him alone in her room

Her boyfriend left with another in search of lost passion

The wound is not fatal and you must find a way out

She fights though she feels at peace only when she is asleep

Isn't the city different from case?

But each step tastes like failure if it gets in the way

There is no sunset, if the strength of weakness is your wealth

She is stubborn and moves through the streets with ease

A new love lifts her up if she feels weak

She doesn't sign autographs for anyone, but she has the soul of a hero

For those who dry her tears without giving up

And despite the fatigue he continues on his way

For those who fight, for those who are still alive

looking for a meaning

The greatest heroes are unknown

For those who dry her tears without giving up

And despite the fatigue she continues on her way

For those who fight, for those who are still alive

looking for a meaning

The greatest heroes are unknown

Special dedication to all the heroes at heart out there on the streets

For each hero, looking for life, whatever!

For each one who fights without ceasing, whatever yes!

Who fight to survive, they are heroes

Abram my man Nach

One day in Suburbia, two double zero eight, yeh...