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Wet Streets

La Gossa Sorda

Camals Mullats

Cinc de la matinada no esperava que acabarem pels carrers de ciutat vella tu davant i jo darrere
Valencia banyada, Camals mullats, Valencia banyada.

Pel carrer de cavallers dalt de una bicicleta vella recorriem la distancia i guardava l'equilibri
fregan-te amb les galtes l'esquena, camals mullats, fregan-te l'esquena

Carrer de la pau, parterre, glorieta, semàfor de jutjats, frenada en sec i els dos a terra somrius i et bese a la dreta govern militar hi ha un tio amb metralleta que ens mira molt mal, ja saps que passa

Testime, testimo, testim
Testime, testimo, testim
Testime, testimo, testim

Poetes de la nit que fan que parlen les parets a la valencia de blanquita i estelles i hem fet musica metrica sàtira, per canviar els teus desitjos per matar els teus silencis, finestres balcons que no esperen benet a la valencia de la falli i de basset i a cada barri se sent rebombori unim les nostres forces com to get all everybody he retrobat l'espurna laltra cara de la lluna amb els veins del cabanyal i les veines de portades de la bunda l'espurna l'altra cara de la lluna

I obrirem una altra porta evidenciant la mentida
Testime, testimo, testim
Jo tinc en ment una valencia on els carrers son de plata
Testime, testimo, testim
Jo soc pacient i per això reiterare fins que caiguen
Testime, testimo, testim
Ja hem obert totes les ments i els portons de les cases

Murs de la metropoli son de carbó
les linies del metro la nostra presó
spray i les parets de colors
qui observa els mossos bon observador
a la city li es igual per on surti el sol
sap que si aixeco el cap nomes hi veig pols
el barri somriu perque no estem sols
parem els seus pals, exemples son molts
pero cadascu amb el seu entorn
xarxa dafinitats dinamitant els ciments del món
joventut i experiencia
referents potents desde sants fins a valència

I obrirem una altra porta evidenciant la mentida
Testime, testimo, testim
Jo tinc en ment una valencia on els carrers son de plata
Testime, testimo, testim
Jo soc pacient i per això reiterare fins que caiguen
Testime, testimo, testim
Ja hem obert totes les ments i els portons de les cases

No hi ha tanta diferencia
la ciutat te barrots de ferro
Barna, Sants València
porten les seves credencials
La Gossa Sorda Pirats Sound Sistema

Heu sentit l'olor a podrit
de traició bellesa morta i violència
o es que algu a dit el nom de valencia
en laire barreja de fem i salobre
i sota terra la mort,
la mort al metro dels pobres

I obrirem una altra porta evidenciant la mentida
Testime, testimo, testim
Jo tinc en ment una valencia on els carrers son de plata
Testime, testimo, testim
Jo soc pacient i per això reiterare fins que caiguen
Testime, testimo, testim
Ja hem obert totes les ments i els portons de les cases

I obrirem una altra porta evidenciant la mentida
Testime, testimo, testim
Jo tinc en ment una valencia on els carrers son de plata
Testime, testimo, testim
Jo soc pacient i per això reiterare fins que caiguen
Testime, testimo, testim
Ja hem obert totes les ments i els portons de les cases

Cinc de la matinada no esperava que acabarem pels carrers de ciutat vella camals mullats

Wet Streets

Five in the morning I didn't expect we'd end up on the streets of the old city you in front and me behind
Valencia bathed, Wet streets, Valencia bathed.

On the street of knights on top of an old bicycle we covered the distance and kept our balance
rubbing against the cheeks the back, wet streets, rubbing the back

Street of peace, parterre, roundabout, traffic light of courts, sudden braking and both on the ground you smile and I kiss you on the right military government there's a guy with a machine gun looking at us very badly, you know what's happening

I love you, I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you, I love you

Poets of the night that make the walls speak in the Valencia of white and stars and we have made satirical metric music, to change your desires to kill your silences, windows balconies that don't wait Benet in the Valencia of the falli and basset and in every neighborhood there is a buzz we unite our forces like to get all everybody I have found the spark the other side of the moon with the neighbors of cabanyal and the neighbors of covers of the bunda the spark the other side of the moon

And we will open another door showing the lie
I love you, I love you, I love you
I have in mind a Valencia where the streets are silver
I love you, I love you, I love you
I am patient and that's why I will reiterate until they fall
I love you, I love you, I love you
We have already opened all minds and gates of the houses

Walls of the metropolis are made of coal
the metro lines our prison
spray and walls of colors
who watches the cops good observer
in the city it's the same where the sun rises
knows that if I raise my head I only see dust
the neighborhood smiles because we are not alone
we stop their sticks, there are many examples
but each with their environment
network of affinities dynamiting the foundations of the world
youth and experience
powerful references from saints to Valencia

And we will open another door showing the lie
I love you, I love you, I love you
I have in mind a Valencia where the streets are silver
I love you, I love you, I love you
I am patient and that's why I will reiterate until they fall
I love you, I love you, I love you
We have already opened all minds and gates of the houses

There is not much difference
the city has iron bars
Barna, Sants Valencia
they carry their credentials
La Gossa Sorda Pirats Sound Sistema

Have you smelled the stench
of betrayal dead beauty and violence
or is it that someone has said the name of Valencia
in the air mixture of garbage and brackish
and underground death,
death in the metro of the poor

And we will open another door showing the lie
I love you, I love you, I love you
I have in mind a Valencia where the streets are silver
I love you, I love you, I love you
I am patient and that's why I will reiterate until they fall
I love you, I love you, I love you
We have already opened all minds and gates of the houses

And we will open another door showing the lie
I love you, I love you, I love you
I have in mind a Valencia where the streets are silver
I love you, I love you, I love you
I am patient and that's why I will reiterate until they fall
I love you, I love you, I love you
We have already opened all minds and gates of the houses

Five in the morning I didn't expect we'd end up on the streets of the old city wet streets

Escrita por: La Gossa Sorda