Susana Baca — El Fusil del Poeta song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "El Fusil del Poeta" by Susana Baca.
Lyrics
MIENTRAS JUGO LA GUERRA DE LOS NIÑOS
CON UN FUSIL HECHO DE CUALQUIER COSA
QUIZAS DE ARROZ, QUIEN SABE DE UNA ROSA
ENVEJECIO DE AMOR CARGANDO FURIAS
Y SE ENROLO A MORIR DONDE ANTES QUISO
SIMPLEMENTE SUCEDE COMO DIJo
ESE DIA EL FUSIL ERA UNA ROSA
RASTRILLADA EN EL AIRE, PELIGROSA
ESE DIA ERA EL SOL MAS SOL AL RIO
MAS RIO EL RIO Y MAS LA GUERRA ERA
Y MAS LA MUERTE DESDE LA RIBERA
CONTRA EL LEVE FUSIL
QUE ERA ESE DIA
SOLAMENTE UNA ROSA
ESE DIA ERA EL SOL MAS SOL AL RIO
MAS RIO EL RIO Y MAS LA GUERRA ERA
Y MAS LA MUERTE DESDE LA RIBERA
Y UNA GRANADA EL VERSO DETONADO
ABIERTA ESTA LA ROSA COLORADA
EN LA MARGEN DEL RIO ENRAIZADA
QUEDO AL ROCIO QUE
LLOVIO DE UN RIO AQUEL
HUNDIDO RIO EN SUS VENAS ROTAS
ABIERTA ESTA, ABIERTA COMO ENTONCES
AL HOMBRO DEL POETA
VA GANANDO LA GUERRA CON SU ROSA
LA BOCA DESDE EL RIO
SUS PAJAROS, SUS ARBOLES
Y ES QUE JUGO LA GUERRA DE LOS HOMBRES
HACIENDOSE UN FUSIL
DE CADA COSA QUE NO FUERA UN FUSIL
ESE DIA SE ARMABA DE UNA ROSA
EL FUSIL DEL POETA ES UNA ROSA
Lyrics translation
WHILE I PLAY THE CHILDREN'S WAR
WITH A RIFLE MADE OF ANYTHING
MAYBE RICE, WHO KNOWS A ROSE
AGING OF LOVE CARRYING FURIES
AND HE WOUND UP DYING WHERE HE WANTED TO BEFORE
It just happens like he said.
THAT DAY THE RIFLE WAS A ROSE
RAKED IN THE AIR, DANGEROUS
THAT DAY WAS THE SUN PLUS SUN TO THE RIVER
MORE RIVER THE RIVER AND MORE WAR WAS
AND MORE DEATH FROM THE SHORE
AGAINST THE SLIGHT RIFLE
THAT WAS THAT DAY
ONLY ONE ROSE
THAT DAY WAS THE SUN PLUS SUN TO THE RIVER
MORE RIVER THE RIVER AND MORE WAR WAS
AND MORE DEATH FROM THE SHORE
AND A GRENADE THE VERSE DETONATED
OPEN IS THE COLORFUL ROSE
ON THE BANK OF THE RIVER ROOTED
I STAY AT THE ROCIO THAT
RAIN FROM A RIVER THAT
SUNK RIVER IN HIS BROKEN VEINS
OPEN THIS, OPEN AS THEN
ON THE POET'S SHOULDER
HE'S WINNING THE WAR WITH HIS ROSE
THE MOUTH FROM THE RIVER
THEIR BIRDS, THEIR TREES
AND IT IS THAT I PLAY THE WAR OF MEN
MAKING YOURSELF A RIFLE
OF EVERYTHING BUT A RIFLE
THAT DAY HE WAS ARMED WITH A ROSE
THE POET'S RIFLE IS A ROSE