Baraka - Ojos De Brujo

fatigas sí pero no tantas

que a fuerza de tanto golpe

y hasta el hierro se quebranta

carrera de fondo y sin fiin

zapatillas adidas

y qué lejos tu porveniiir

fiel compañero del vientoo

destino caprichoso

no se está un minuto quietoo

si al final decide respiraaaar

fiel compañero del vientooo

encrucijada

oculto en los portales

pensando en la madre

que le vio naceer

y es que está lejos

ya no la siente

aunque a veces la piensa

ya al anochecer

y es que está lejos

ya no la siente

aunque a veces la piensa

ya al anochecer

sendero oscuuuuro

de un corredor

dejó su pueblo, su paisaje

y al partir

too se lo jugó

camino oscuuuuuro

de un corredor

(limando?) asfalto y acelera

echa a correr por tu callejooón

baraka grita en la calle

baraka no le responde

halid no tienen papeles

ni número de identidad

(quien se fue de esta carrera?)

no diivisa un horizonte

siente un cansancio tan grande

y un descuido del pasado

tal vez mejore el presente

si resiisto esta plegaria

cultivo una gran amistad

virgen de los imposiibles

tal vez mejore el presente

si resiisto esta plegaria

baraaaaka, baraaaaka

naí nainainai naí nainainai

baraaaaaka, baraaaaka

naí nainainai naí nainainai

(Gracias a ro por esta letra)

fatigue yes but not so much

that by force of so much blow

and even iron breaks

long-distance race and endless

Adidas shoes

and how far your future

faithful companion of the wind

capricious destiny

it is not a minute still

if in the end you decide to breathe

faithful companion of the wind

crossroads

hidden in portals

thinking of the mother

that she saw him born

and she is far away

he doesn't feel it anymore

although he sometimes thinks of her

already at dusk

and she is far away

she doesn't feel it anymore

although sometimes she thinks about it

already at dusk

dark trail

of a runner

he left his town of him, his landscape

and when leaving

he too played it

dark road

of a runner

(filing?) asphalt and accelerate

run down your alley

baraka screams in the street

baraka does not answer him

halid have no papers

no identity number

(who left this race?)

do not see a horizon

feel so tired

and an oversight of the past

maybe the present will improve

yes I resist this prayer

cultivate a great friendship

virgin of the impossible

maybe the present will improve

yes I resist this prayer

baraaaaka, baraaaaka

naí nainainai naí nainainai

baraaaaka, baraaaaka

naí nainainai naí nainainai

(Thanks to ro for these lyrics)