Caminante - Papa Chango

Es dificil pensar en las cosas q no puedes ver

Hambre y guerra siempre habrá en el mundo mientras haya

sed de poder

Cuantos padres que van a la Guerra no han de regresar

cuantos niños con sus madres sola rogando Mama ya te vas.

CORO

Hay dolor, Hay doloooooor, en el mundo nuestra madre tierra

porque le hace falta nuestro amor

Hay dolor, Hay doloooooor, que la gente que muere en

las calles

porque le hace falta tu amor

Y las ordenes vienen del norte hay que obedecer

sino te imponen un bloqueo y tu tierra va perecer

Y tus hijos crecerán en un mundo ya sin libertad

por temor de expresar lo que sienten por que no hay

amor ni verdad

CORO

Hay dolor, Hay doloooooor, en el mundo nuestra madre tierra

porque le hace falta nuestro amor

Hay dolor, Hay doloooooor, que la gente que muere en

las calles

porque le hace falta tu amor

Y ti fada ya estamos cansados de falsos credos

todo mundo se mata sin saber quien tuvo en verdad la razón

Mientras la religión nos gobierna y nada va mejorar

por que Dios solo existe en tu mente así se llame Yave

Ahiti o Jehova

CORO

Hay dolor, Hay doloooooor, en el mundo nuestra madre

tierra

porque le hace falta nuestro amor

Hay dolor, Hay doloooooor, que la gente que muere

en las calles

porque le hace falta tu amor

(Gracias a jessibellita por esta letra)

It's hard to think about the things you can't see

Hunger and war will always be in the world as long as there is

thirst for power

How many fathers who go to war will not return

How many children with their single mothers begging Mama, you're leaving now.

CHORUS

There is pain, there is pain, in the world our mother earth

because she needs our love

There is pain, There is pain, that people who die in

streets

because he needs your love

And the orders come from the north, you have to obey

otherwise they impose a blockade on you and your land will perish

And your children will grow up in a world without freedom

for fear of expressing what they feel because there is no

love or truth

CHORUS

There is pain, there is pain, in the world our mother earth

because he needs our love

There is pain, There is pain, that people who die in

streets

because he needs your love

And ti fada we are already tired of false creeds

everyone kills himself without knowing who was really right

While religion rules us and nothing will improve

because God only exists in your mind, even if his name is Yave

Ahiti or Jehovah

CHORUS

There is pain, there is pain, in the world our mother

land

because he needs our love

There is pain, there is pain, that people who die

on the streets

because he needs your love

(Thanks to jessibellita for these lyrics)