Like Clockwork- the songs and poems of a sad, gay, spanglish ghost (Lesbian)

El Alma Se Te Muere Alfrente (The Soul Dies in Front of You)

"El Alma Se Te Muere Alfrente"

(Spanish rap) (English version below, but I can't say it's a perfect translation, it loses flow and rhymes)

(Intro)
No conozco como hacer que la gente me entienda
Mi cabeza corre
Mi corazón siente
No le tengo miedo a la muerte
Vivimos en un mundo donde un sentimiento es innecesario

Nos convertimos en maquinas
Fríos
Calculados
Ignorantes a diario

Mientras tanto un buen alma se nos muere afrente y seguimos caminando,
Les seguimos la corriente!

Es triste...

No vamos hacia ningún lado
Y a los que pelean por justicia los crucificamos

Tanta religión
Tanta hipocresía
Quizás Jesús renació todos los días
El pobre te cantó en la calle y le diste una peseta, preocupado por tu trabajo y tu puta dieta!

Después me dices a mí que yo no he madurado
Pues te diré yo,
Vuelve a primer grado.

(Chorus)
Hush, little baby, don't say a word.
Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird.

And if that mockingbird won't sing,
Papa's gonna buy you a diamond ring.

(Verse)
Tengo un alma
"Un arma?"
"Una pistola!"
Deja de jugar tanto en la video consola
Que ya mismo te arremato con la computadora
Dale, dime que si siento estoy loco
Mientras a ti te dan de comer y se te salen los mocos

No le creas a las noticias
No te dicen nada bueno
Lo que sienten es avaricia
Lo que les importa es el dinero

Vives lleno de miedo
Alérgico a la verdad
"Ay ya mismo viene alguien y explota la ciudad!"
(Explosion effect)

(Chorus)

A veces pienso que están todos llenos de maldad
Crían a sus hijos entrenados
Al diablo su felicidad!

Ya!

Actúa, deja de rezar
Mi amor,
La iglesia no te va a salvar

Que frustración!
Escribir esta canción...
Que nos pasa?

Todo el mundo enfocandose en lo material
Mientras hay cosas que ignoras y tienes que notar
Tanta injusticia
Tanta estupidez
Y si no tienes dinero, no te hace caso un juez!

(Chorus)

Ya paren, idiotas!
Con su inmadurez!

Practiquen ser buena persona
Un día a la vez

Digo yo
Porque
mucha gente explota
Este mundo los agota
Se van contaminando
Escucha
Tu sigues en tu maldita nota
Dale, sigue caminando
"Que viaje, mano"

(Sigh)

Por ignorante

Ninguno de tus dioses te perdonan
Ya para qué?
Lo mas seguro por tí lloran
Quién no?
Observando a una obeja que sigue al rebaño
Mientras la llevan a un risco y todas se van tirando?

Eso te suena
Como algo inteligente?
Tan estúpido es
Que pienso que ni siquiera quieren tener mente!

(Risa)

(Chorus)
Hush, little baby, don't say a word.
Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird.

And if that mockingbird won't sing,
Papa's gonna buy you a diamond ring.

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ENGLISH

"The Soul Dies in Front of You"

(Intro)
I do not know how to make people understand me
My head runs
My heart feels
I am not afraid of death
We live in a world where a feeling is unnecessary

We become machines
Cold
Calculated
Ignorants on the daily

In the meantime a good soul dies before us and we continue walking,
We follow the flow!

It's sad...

We are not going anywhere
And to those who fight for righteousness, we crucify them

So much religion
So much hypocrisy
Perhaps Jesus was reborn every day
The poor man sang to you in the street and you gave him a quarter, worried about your work and your fucking diet!

Then you tell me that I have not matured
Well, I'll tell you,
Go back to first grade.

(Chorus)
Hush, little baby, do not say a word.
Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird.

And if that mockingbird will not sing,
Papa's gonna buy you a diamond ring.

(Verse)
I have a soul
"A weapon?"
"A gun!"
Stop playing so much in that video console
Because soon I will lunge at you with the computer
Go ahead, tell me if I feel I'm crazy.
While you are hand fed and your nose is runny

Do not believe the news
They do not tell you anything good
What they feel is greed
What matters to them is money

You live full of fear
Allergic to the truth
"Oh, someone is coming to explode the city!"
(Explosion effect)

(Chorus)

Sometimes I think you are all filled with evil
You raise your trained children
To hell with their happiness!

Enough!

Act, stop praying
My love,
The church is not going to save you.

What frustration!
Writing this song ...
What's happening to us?

Everyone focusing on the material
While there are things you ignore and you have to notice
So much injustice
Such stupidity
And if you do not have money, no judge will pay attention!

(Chorus)

Stop it, idiots!
With your immaturity!

Practice being a good person
One day at a time

I mean
Why
Lots of people explode
This world exhausts them
They get contaminated
Listen up
You follow on your damn note
Dale, keep walking
"What a trip, bro"

(Sigh)

For being ignorant

None of your gods forgive you
For what?
They probably cry for you
Who would not?
Observing a sheep that follows the herd
While they take it to a risk and they all jump away?

That sounds
Like something smart?
So stupid it is
That I think you do not even want to have a mind!

(Laughter)

(Chorus)
(Hush, little baby, do not say a word.
Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird.

And if that mockingbird will not sing,
Papa's gonna buy you a diamond ring.)