Ojos De Brujo — El confort no reconforta song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "El confort no reconforta" by Ojos De Brujo.
Lyrics
Este es un tiempo propicio pa la modestia
como el sol da luz al da, fuerza y claridad se manifiestan
no importa latitud, altitud, (c)poca del a±o
cambia moneda, ganan los mismos, ver cada da otro enga±o.
Piel roja, tinta negra, papel blanco
traigo el pasado al presente, hago historia y la deshago
intuiciones, adivinaciones, bolas de cristales
vida efmera, conviviendo con todos los males.
Ruidosa calle esta es mi jerga
mil lenguas se hablan, mil bocas escupen fuego
mil loros ke pinchan bandas sonoras por las ventanas
no hay cal (c)s, no hay dirhams, no hay parque,
no hay pesos, no hay pasta, no hay nada.
Tє ya no sigas echando cuentas,
peseta, real, durillo y mЎs leyendas,
no solo importa tu nevera y pagar letras,
no hay tiempo, ni respiro, ni descanso, relajo o tregua
sigue! sigue! menos derechos y mЎs tuercas.
El confort no reconforta
y a cuchillo con el euro passa cuentas
Como una balada amarga,
invadiendo las tabernas
El confort no reconforta
y a costa de que sudores llenan cuentas
Tantos siglos tropezando,
siempre con la misma piedra
As estЎ esto oscuro…
…Parpadea la poca luz de la farola de aquel muro…
…Frena…
Hace tiempo que esta escrito:
La comodidad debilita al mЎs fuerte de los vivos.
Si…їquien es?
Sorpresa! Un sonido,
un soniquete que te somete,
se te mete en la mente, latente,
ambiente envolvente, desde la calle para la gente.
Vente, Vente! Aqui quien no siente miente
evidentemente
Ђ"puede que nunca te hubieras dado cuentaЂ"
que a cЎmara lenta siempre se ve Imagnate! Incorpіrate!
Aceptalo! Es hora de!
Caminar y poner la mirada de frente
hacia un camino diferente, gente
El confort no reconforta
y a cuchillo con el euro passa cuentas
Como una balada amarga,
invadiendo las tabernas
El confort no reconforta
y a costa de que sudores llenan cuentas
Tantos siglos tropezando,
siempre con la misma piedra
Derechos humanos mueren dia a dia calladamente
Personas sin papeles no ven salida a su vida legalmente
Inmigrantes encerrados en las iglesias en huelga de hambre
«їїDios no existe o por impago le han cortao el cable??»
Megamacromultinacionales
multipoderosas,
multideprimentes,
multicapitales,
multipatriarcales,
multisiderales,
multicoloniales,
multimilitares,
multiexplotadoras,
multidictadoras,
multimiserables,
multipoliciales,
armadas hasta los dientes.
Cultura barata cubierta en plata
mata y ata almas sensatas,
sombras inmediatas llenan miradas de pasta, basta!
Hasta cuando cultura nefasta
que aplasta en el metro y en tu casa?
Amansa la conciencia, manipula y cansa la esperanza
Hasta cuando fronteras con muertos de los dos lados
ЎEsto impone! ЎDescompone!
Valen mЎs las balas blancas que las vidas negras dentro del mercado
ЎEsto no es justo!
Revuelta y cambio impulso
Sistema desengancho, descompongo y desajusto.
Naces, andas, ves, mueres
usa conciencia, implicate
cuando uno va uno viene,
se repite la misma insensatez.
Vaya disgusto!
…Consumo, Consuma, Consume a gusto…
(gracias a Pat por esta letra)
Lyrics translation
This is a good time for modesty
as the sun gives light to the da, strength and clarity manifest
no matter Latitude, Altitude, (C) Year little
change currency, win the same, see each gives another enga±o.
Red leather, black ink, white paper
I bring the past to the present, I make history and I undo it
intuitions, divinations, crystal balls
life ephmera, living with all evils.
Noisy street this is my jargon
a thousand tongues are spoken, a thousand mouths spit fire
a thousand ke parrots play soundtracks through the windows
no cal (c)s, no dirhams, no park,
there's no pesos, there's no dough, there's nothing.
Tє no more accounting,
peseta, real, durillo and mys legends,
it doesn't just matter your fridge and pay letters,
there is no time, no respite, no rest, relaxation or truce
go on! go on! less rights and mys nuts.
Comfort does not comfort
and a knife with the euro passes accounts
Like a bitter ballad,
invading the taverns
Comfort does not comfort
and at the cost of which sweats fill accounts
So many centuries stumbling,
always with the same stone
As is this dark…
... Flashes the dim light of the lamppost of that wall…
…Curb…
It's been written for a long time.:
Comfort weakens the strong mYs of the living.
Yeah ... who is it?
Surprise! Sound,
a sizzle that subdues you,
it gets into your mind, latent,
enveloping atmosphere, from the street to the people.
Sale, Sale! Here who does not feel lies
obviously
"You may never have noticed""
that a slow cYmara always looks Imagnate! Come on in!
Accept it! It's time to!
Walk and look straight ahead
to a different path, people
Comfort does not comfort
and a knife with the euro passes accounts
Like a bitter ballad,
invading the taverns
Comfort does not comfort
and at the cost of which sweats fill accounts
So many centuries stumbling,
always with the same stone
Human rights Die day by day quietly
People with no papers see no way out of their lives legally
Immigrants locked in churches on hunger strike
"God does not exist or for non-payment have cut off the cable??»
Megamacromultinational
multipowers,
multi-depressants,
multi-capital,
multi-patriarchal,
multisideals,
multicoloured,
multi-military,
multi-drilling machines,
multi-dictators,
multimiserables,
multipolicy,
armed to the teeth.
Cheap culture covered in silver
kill and bind sensible souls,
instant shadows fill glances of pasta, enough!
Until when nefarious culture
what crushes on the subway and in your house?
It raises awareness, manipulates and tires hope
Until when you Border with dead on both sides
YEsto imposes! Ydescompose!
Mys worth the White bullets that black lives inside the market
And this is not fair!
Revolt and change momentum
Disengagement, disintegration and mismatch system.
You're born, you walk, you see, you die
use conscience, involved
when one goes one comes,
the same folly is repeated.
What disgust!
... Consumption, consume, Consume at will…
(thanks to Pat for this letter)