Malicia — Jaque song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Jaque" by Malicia.
Lyrics
Fuerte te han criado para combatir
la indignación creada, viva y castigada.
Rutinarias horas pegadas en tu piel
no inundan la esperanza, tu amiga fiel.
Peón de cuarta te tildan por ahí
ignorando tus deseos.
El carnero frecuenta ser buchón
te espió.
Te miró con cara de amenazador
poniendo tus horas de trabajo explotadas.
Te bajaron el pulgar sin piedad.
Tus compañeros la jugaban de dignidad.
Paz para el honesto
que demuestra en vivo su razón
y que cambia el sentido de la vida.
Emancipando su miseria
eligiendo cara o seca
su razón de mantener la mente viva.
Hinchada sus venas puteando al patrón su retador
llorando las horas extras.
El mundo le enseño a matar para vivir
a vencer para escapar.
Por la herencia del vicio
te vi encerrado mentalmente incapaz de salir,
inyectando la guachada.
Gozar la vida a pleno
es lo que siento, lo que importa.
Me mantengo por vivir, lo que me hace ser feliz.
Paz para el honesto
que demuestra en vivo su razón
y que cambia el sentido de la vida.
Emancipando su miseria
eligiendo cara o seca
su razón de mantener la mente viva.
Hinchada sus venas puteando al patrón su retador
llorando las horas extras.
El mundo le enseño a matar para vivir
a vivir la ilusión de cada día.
Lyrics translation
Strong you have been raised to fight
the indignation created, alive and punished.
Routine hours stuck on your skin
don't flood hope, your faithful friend.
Fourth pawn you're ticked over there
ignoring your wishes.
The Ram frequents to be Buchon
he spied on you.
He looked at you with a threatening face
putting your working hours blown up.
Your thumb was dropped mercilessly.
Your comrades played it out of dignity.
Peace for the honest
that shows live his reason
and that changes the meaning of life.
Emancipating their misery
choosing face or dry
his reason for keeping the mind alive.
Swollen his veins fucking the boss his challenger
crying overtime.
The world taught him to kill for a living
to win to escape.
For the inheritance of Vice
I saw you locked up mentally unable to get out,
injecting guachada.
Enjoy life to the fullest
it's what I feel, what matters.
I keep on living, which makes me happy.
Peace for the honest
that shows live his reason
and that changes the meaning of life.
Emancipating their misery
choosing face or dry
his reason for keeping the mind alive.
Swollen his veins fucking the boss his challenger
crying overtime.
The world taught him to kill for a living
to live the illusion of every day.