Los Caporales - Asesinato de un niño dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre
The assassination of a boy
I'm going to tell you the sad story
of a dark crime as it happened
in Dallas Texas on the 24th
of the month of July, 1973.
A child lost his life
at the hand of a criminal,
at the hand of a policeman
whose job is to care for the lives of others.
Santos Rodríguez, this was the name
of the kid with miserable luck,
who didn't think that that morning
was his last one.
Officers arrested both
he and his brother in their home,
as suspects of robbing
a nearby business.
The poor boy was handcuffed
and a gun was placed at his head,
but not even with that did he look guilty
of having committed that robbery.
A shot rang out and the little body
of the poor boy fell dead,
and at the sight of what he did
in desperation the policeman cried out to God.
The policeman who smeared his
name in vain with blood was Darrell Cain,
the same one who in April 20th
killed Michele three years ago.
Santos Rodríguez is already in heaven
he's already been judged by the Lord,
and the policeman mourns his fate
for having used his weapon without precaution.
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2024.11.24.
EMILIA • WRONG ADDRESS
An old story, you and I, once in love, a perfect tie.
We were happy, heart to heart, but now we’ve fallen apart.
I’m just a memory—get used to it!
Go to her now, let anger hit.
Run away, just leave me be.
I’ve had enough of your lies, you see.
You deserve to be alone in pain
No turning back—it’s all in vain.
At night, you’d call me, craving more.
With her, was it better than before?
My number’s gone, don’t try to find,
I’ve left it all behind.
When I was hurting, where did you stay?
With someone else, you chose to play.
Drink all you want—it won’t make me care.
Search for me, but I’m not there.
Remember the days I hid my tears?
Now you burn with the same fears.
Keep your words, they mean no more,
You killed the love we had before.
2024.11.24.
I will Win (I Wanna Be a Hero) credits version
Starting a long journey...
Opening a new page
I will win! (Win!)
Pokémon for the advanced!
(The advanced!)
I will win! (Win!)
I will touch the clouds...
And I'll prove to everyone...
Who's the best, the best in the world...
I will win!
Pokémon!
2024.11.24.
Heavenly clouds
Oh, heavenly clouds, eternal wanderers!
Over an azure steppe, a pearly brethren
Akin to myself, you travelers hasten
From the dear north to course southern.
Then who is exiling you: is it fate’s verdict?
Is it the envy concealed? Is it malice in the open?
Or is there a crime that levees a burden?
Could it be slander by friends that is poison?
No, you are fatigued by fields that stay barren…
Foreign are passions to you and the suffering alien
Always cold-bloodied, always independent,
You have no homeland, know not of banishment.
2024.11.24.
The solitary man of the night
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
I have departed, solitary and dejected
Severed my heart from the all
The loneliest of the lonely, sorrowful and disgraced
The one alone and without a tomorrow, that is me
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips
I have departed from your city
Packed my rucksack and left
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips