El Regreso - Sergent Garcia

Dime hijo mio como te ha ido

En tu largo viaje, en tu camino

Tanto tiempo ha pasado abuelo

Y por lo tanto de todo yo me acuerdo

Conoci el mundo y ahora regreso

La cabeza llena de todo lo que he vivido, sufrido

Experimentado, y con el recuerdo de mi gente

Siempre en mi mente presente

Un futuro buscando

Sin olvidarme nunca del pasado

Vi tanta gente differente

Pobres, ricos, todos son iguales

Todos quieren poder

Los gatos quieren comer leones

Pocos tienen los ojos abiertos, bien, bien!

No quieren ver, se esconden

Por eso en un mundo de ciegos los tuertos de reyes se visten

El hombre quema los bosques, escupe a los mares

Insulta su propia madre!

Matrata la tierra, gasta y malgasta

Del rio las aguas, ja!

Si trabajas tu eres un esclavo

Si no trabajas no vales ni un centavo

Esta es la logica de la economia esquizofrenica

Que te sofoca, te mortifica

Tratar de que te creas que todo lo que brilla es oro

Este es su objetivo!

Darte cada dia una limosna pa' que te calles la boca

Y te quedes bien pasivo!

Abuelo la libertad tiene sus cadenas

Tiene su precio, tiene su peso

En oro plata y monedas

El corazon del hombre es un solo corazon

En tu largo viaje, en tu camino

Tiene su misterio y su complicacion

En tu largo viaje, en tu camino

Tantas estrellas brillan, te acompañan, siempre estan contigo

En tu largo viaje, en tu camino

Caminante no hay camino

Se hace camino al andar

En tu largo viaje, en tu camino

En tu camino

En tu camino

En tu camino

En tu camino

Tell me, my son, how have you been?

On your long journey, on your way

So much time has passed grandfather

And therefore I remember everything

I met the world and now I'm back

The head full of everything I have lived, suffered

Experienced, and with the memory of my people

Always in my present mind

a looking future

Never forgetting the past

I saw so many different people

Poor, rich, they're all the same

everybody wants power

cats want to eat lions

Few have their eyes open, well, well!

They don't want to see, they hide

That is why in a world of the blind, the one-eyed kings dress

The man burns the forests, spits into the seas

He insults his own mother about him!

Kill the earth, spend and waste

From the river the waters, ha!

If you work you are a slave

If you don't work you're not worth a dime

This is the logic of schizophrenic economics

That suffocates you, mortifies you

Try to make you believe that all that glitters is gold

This is your goal!

Give you alms every day so that you shut your mouth

And stay very passive!

Grandpa freedom has its chains

It has its price, it has its weight

In gold silver and coins

The heart of man is one heart

On your long journey, on your way

It has its mystery and its complication

On your long journey, on your way

So many stars shine, they accompany you, they are always with you

On your long journey, on your way

walker there is no path

The path is made by walking

On your long journey, on your way

In your way

In your way

In your way

In your way