Below is the lyrics of the song Prototipo , artist - Second with translation
Original text with translation
Second
No entendí el funcionamiento
De la lengua del nuevo milenio
Prefiero morir despierto
A las pastillas del sueño
No soy parte
Lo presiento
Cuando todo es ordenado
Casi nunca lo contemplo
Lo odio
Lo odio
No puedo aguantar
Nos duele
Nos duele
No estamos preparados para ser exactos
No estamos preparados para sentir esto
Nos duele
Nos escuece
No estamos preparados para ser exactos
No estamos preparados para sentir esto
A los poetas malditos
Recitamos en el filo
De los fuegos que encendimos
Para mantenernos limpios
En este milenio
Principios modernos
Los odio
Los odio
No quiero tragar
Nos duele
Nos duele
No estamos preparados para ser exactos
No estamos preparados para sentir esto
Nos duele
Nos escuece
No estamos preparados para ser exactos
No estamos preparados para sentir esto…
I did not understand the operation
From the language of the new millennium
I'd rather die awake
to sleep pills
I am not part
i feel it
when everything is ordered
I almost never contemplate it
I hate it
I hate it
I can't hold
It hurts us
It hurts us
We are not prepared to be exact
We're not ready to feel this
It hurts us
stings us
We are not prepared to be exact
We're not ready to feel this
To the cursed poets
We recite on the edge
Of the fires we lit
to keep us clean
in this millennium
modern beginnings
I hate them
I hate them
I don't want to swallow
It hurts us
It hurts us
We are not prepared to be exact
We're not ready to feel this
It hurts us
stings us
We are not prepared to be exact
We are not prepared to feel this...
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