Miseria Humana
Esto es necesario..
Hermano!
ese dinero que tanto necesitas para beber
con una de esas muchachitas,
por qué no lo sudas con tus propias manos? (ehh?),
por que es mas
fácil quitárselo a una viejita bajando Galiano,
eso no es humano no te da tristeza?,
arrastrarla y dejarla llorando en el piso llorando y sin fuerza,
luego recogen te montan en la patrulla,
por la pensión de una señora
que puede ser la abuela tuya!.
Hermano!
por que llego a su cafetería,
me trata como un payaso,
y me niega un vaso de agua fría?,
sin embargo,
se acerca un extranjero,
sonrie, limpia el mostrador y dice:
-"socio, el va primero".
le voy a ser sincero porque en realidad
vivo en la misma ciudad, conozco la necesidad,
pero no se olvide nunca que no quiso calmar la sed
de un cubano que está luchando igual que usted!.
Hermano!
Por que quieres golpearme?
y frente a mí novia sin motivos humillarme?,
por que tus Zapatos quieres poner en mi cara?, (dime!)
cuando realmente yo no te hecho nada!,
mala jugada, a los hombres se respetan
no sabes lo cara que puede salir una galleta,
porque el complejo entonces se mezcla con ron
y el próximo baon lo das en Cristóbal Colón!.
presta atención hermano, es triste decirlo,
el asiento de la embarazada ya no se da, hay que pedirlo,
los hombres no se paran a cederlo.. (no)
pa cogerlos,.... y escupirlos,
Hermano!
Por que entro a la tienda
y me mira con cara de "que que nada se pierda!"
yo no voy a robar nada,
desvíe su mirada que me enfada de la forma en que me observa prejuicios de mierda hacia todo lo distinto,
no soy un ladrón de chocolates envuelto en nailos lindos,
tengo algo de dinero,
y comprarle quiero a mi chama unos plumones por pasar ...
(Estribillo)
Desde un principio,
es mejor de principios valernos,
y saber que es mas cuestión de corazón que de gobierno,
el porvenir se nubla como el cielo mas grisoso,
hagamos algo a tiempo,
o vendrán tiempos peligrosos..
miseria humana,
miseria humana,
miseria humana,
miseria humana,por las calles de mi Habana
miseria humana,
miseria humana,
miseria humana,
miseria humana, por las calles de mi Habana
(Estribillo)
Hermana!
por que tu novio te da golpes?
y su tu hijo se mete le respondes:
"Salte!!, este es mi hombre!",
no sabes cuanta roña el niño esconde,
Porque el quiere defenderte, ser tu Héroe!
y tu sus sueños rompes,
al final ese fulano te abandona,
de la casa se aleja y deja tu esperanza en coma,
y que te queda? aquel muchacho que pariste,
que le negaste el amor de madre y valor no le distes (no!).
Hermana
Por que quieres controlar los gustos de tu hija y por ella opinar?
si ella esta enamorada de un joven sincero,
y con ese extranjero por dinero no se quiere casar?.
en busca de una situación social,
a veces olvidamos que somos seres humanos,
y el alma deterioramos,
no la obligue, ella quiere ser feliz
y usted solamentequiere vivir bien y salir del país!,
Hermana!
Por que la esquina te llama?,
y eres dama que va de cama en cama?,
en la barriga un chama!,
en la mente 20 padres,
que ninguno cogeria una guagua pa donarte sangre,
es lógico que no te dure una relación
y que de ningún poema tu seas la inspiración,
quieres saber porque? (eh?),
te explico tu situación:
porque tu abres las piernas y cierras el corazón
(Estribillo)
La presidente del CDR informa a los de arriba cuanto esta
mejorando tu forma de vida, pero a ella nunca le a importado
si a tu hijo le a faltado un plato de comida; a veces tu te sientas
y te preguntas "por que fulano habla mal de mi? si yo lo tenia como un hermano?" brother, hay mucha gente aquí en la Habana infestados con el virus de la miseria humana.
yo quisiera cantar esta canción en la plaza de la Revolución, no porque sea una canción gusana, sino porque la va a escuchar gran parte de la Habana
mañana despertaremos en medio de esta crónica, de que no hay
un cubano que no sea hipócrita, todo será tan asqueroso como
unas viseras y nadie se va a dar la mano sin antes escupírsela.
Algo sigue andando mal y mal siguen mirando a alguien.
Miseria Humana
Human Misery
This is necessary..
Brother!
that money that you need so much to drink
with one of those girls,
Why don't you sweat it with your own hands? (ehh?),
because is more
easy to take it from an old lady going down Galiano,
That's not human, doesn't it make you sad?
drag her and leave her crying on the floor crying and without strength,
Then they pick you up, they put you in the patrol car,
for a lady's pension
That could be your grandmother!
Brother!
because I came to your cafeteria,
He treats me like a clown,
and you deny me a glass of cold water?
however,
a foreigner approaches,
He smiles, wipes the counter and says:
-"partner, he goes first."
I'm going to be honest with you because in reality
I live in the same city, I know the need,
but never forget that you did not want to quench your thirst
of a Cuban who is fighting just like you!
Brother!
Why do you want to hit me?
and in front of my girlfriend without reason humiliate me?
Why do you want to put your shoes in my face? (tell me!)
when really I didn't do anything to you!
bad move, men are respected
You don't know how expensive a cookie can be,
because the complex is then mixed with rum
and the next baon you give it in Christopher Columbus!
Pay attention brother, it's sad to say,
The pregnant woman's seat is no longer available, you have to ask for it,
men don't stop to give it up... (no)
to catch them,... and spit them out,
Brother!
Why did I go into the store?
and he looks at me with a face like "don't let anything be lost!"
I'm not going to steal anything
avert your gaze that annoys me from the way you look at me with shitty prejudices towards everything different,
I'm not a chocolate thief wrapped in pretty nails,
I have some money,
and I want to buy my girl some pens for passing by...
(Chorus)
Since the beginning,
It is better to rely on principles,
and know that it is more a matter of heart than of government,
The future becomes cloudy like the grayest sky,
let's do something on time,
or dangerous times will come...
human misery,
human misery,
human misery,
human misery, through the streets of my Havana
human misery,
human misery,
human misery,
human misery, through the streets of my Havana
(Chorus)
Sister!
Why does your boyfriend hit you?
and if your son gets involved you respond:
"Jump!!, this is my man!",
You don't know how much filth the child hides,
Because he wants to defend you, be your Hero!
and you break their dreams,
In the end that guy abandons you,
He walks away from the house and leaves your hope in a coma,
and what do you have left? that boy you gave birth to,
that you denied her the love of a mother and you did not give her value (no!).
Sister
Why do you want to control your daughter's tastes and give her opinion?
If she is in love with a sincere young man,
And you don't want to marry that foreigner for money?
looking for a social situation,
Sometimes we forget that we are human beings,
and the soul deteriorates,
don't force her, she wants to be happy
and you just want to live well and leave the country!
Sister!
Why does the corner call you?
And are you a lady who goes from bed to bed?
in the belly a chama!,
in the mind 20 parents,
that no one would take a bus to donate blood to you,
It is logical that a relationship does not last
and that you are the inspiration of no poem,
You want to know why? (Hey?),
I explain your situation:
because you open your legs and close your heart
(Chorus)
The president of the CDR informs those above how much is
Improving your way of life, but she never cared
if your child is missing a plate of food; sometimes you sit
and you ask yourself "why does so-and-so speak badly about me? if I had him as a brother?" brother, there are many people here in Havana infested with the virus of human misery.
I would like to sing this song in the Plaza de la Revolución, not because it is a worm song, but because a large part of Havana will hear it.
Tomorrow we will wake up in the middle of this chronicle, that there is no
a Cuban who is not hypocritical, everything will be as disgusting as
some visors and no one is going to shake hands without first spitting on it.
Something keeps going wrong and they keep looking at someone wrong.
Human Misery