Crisandemia – Siento tu dolor Lyrics
Artist: Crisandemia
Song: Siento tu dolor
Siento tu dolor.
Anochecer; y en muchas mesas;
Platos vacíos, desesperación;
Un padre llora muerto en sus brazos;
Yace su hijo por desnutrición.
Siento el dolor de mis hermanos, al morir luchando contra su destino;
Siento el rencor de los que deben pagar su cuota de desigualdad.
Descontrolado sale a robar;
Fuera su orgullo pues hay otros hijos;
Muere baleado en un callejón;
Por un sistema despiadado.
Es nuestro gobierno el instrumento
De nuestra mala suerte y la de sus esclavos;
Siento el rencor de los que deben pagar su cuota de desigualdad.
Desigualdad.
La misma historia se repite;
En cada punto de mi país;
Cerrar los ojos a la realidad;
Hasta que a uno le toque sufrir.
Es el error que cometemos;
De perder los valores de solidaridad;
Siento el rencor de los que deben pagar su cuota de desigualdad.
Siento el dolor de mis hermanos
Al morir luchando contra su destino
Siento el rencor de los que deben
Pagar su cuota de desigualdad.
Desigualdad.
La gloria del grande es la agonía del pequeño;
La gloria del grande es la agonía del pequeño;
La gloria del grande es la agonía del pequeño;
La gloria del grande es la agonía del pequeño.
Siento el dolor, siento el rencor, siento el dolor, siento el rencor.
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Siento tu dolor Lyrics – English Translation
I feel your pain.
To become night; and in many tables;
Empty dishes, despair;
A father cries dead in his arms;
He lies the son of him by malnutrition.
I feel the pain of my brothers, when dying fighting against the fate of him;
I feel the rancor of those who must pay their share of inequality.
Discontrolled goes out to steal;
It was the pride of him because there are other children;
He dies shot in an alley;
By a ruthless system.
Is our government the instrument
Of our bad luck and that of his slaves;
I feel the rancor of those who must pay their share of inequality.
Inequality.
The same story is repeated;
At every point of my country;
Close your eyes to reality;
Until one touches you suffer.
It is the error that we commit;
To lose the values of solidarity;
I feel the rancor of those who must pay their share of inequality.
I feel the pain of my brothers
By dying fighting against his destiny
I feel the grudge of those who must
Pay your share of inequality.
Inequality.
The glory of Great is the agony of the small one;
The glory of Great is the agony of the small one;
The glory of Great is the agony of the small one;
The Glory of Great is the agony of the small one.
I feel the pain, I feel the grudge, I feel the pain, I feel the grudge.
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Crisandemia Lyrics – Siento tu dolor
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From the album:
Soberano del desierto
Release Year: 2002