Tracy Chapman
Tracy Chapman - Subcity Spanish translation lyrics
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Ciudad subterranea
La gente dice que no existe Porque a nadie le gusta admitir Que hay una ciudad subterranea Donde la gente vive cada dia De la basura y la decadencia De los restos de su proximo humano Aqui en la ciudad subterranea la vida es dura No podemos recibir ningun apoyo gubernamental Me gustaria dar al Sr. Presidente mi respeto honesto Por despreciandome a mi Dicen que hay demasiado crimen en las calles de esta ciudad Estoy de acuerdo El gobierno y la economia tienen el control de la bolsa Cuando yo trabajaba, era en fabricas Vivo por la merced del mundo Pienso que tengo suerte de estar vivo Dicen que caimos a traves de la red Dicen que el sistema funciona Pero que no lo dejamos ayudar Creo que nunca terminan a pensar Que lo que queremos no son solo limosnas Sino una manera de vivir una vida honesta Vivir, esto no es vivir Que hice para merecer esto Confiaba en Dios Trabajaba cada dia de mi vida Pensaba que tenia algunas guarantias Eso es lo que pensaba Por ultimo, eso es lo que pensaba La noche pasada tuve otro sue~no cansador Reflejando lo que llevaria la ma~nana La noche pasada so~ne Que una fria luz azul me estaba iluminando Grite hasta despertarme Pense que tenia que morir Pense que tenia que morir
Subcity
People say it doesn't exist 'Cause no one would like to admit That there is a city underground Where people live everyday Off the waste and decay Off the discards of their fellow man Refrein Here in subcity life is hard We can't receive any government relief I'd like to please give Mr. President my honest regards For disregarding me They say there's too much crime in these city streets My sentiments exactly Government and big business hold the purse strings When I worked I worked in the factories I'm at the mercy of the world I guess I'm lucky to be alive Refrein They say we've fallen through the cracks They say the system works But we won't let it Help I guess they never stop to think We might not just want handouts But a way to make an honest living Living this ain't living Refrein What did I do deserve this Had my trust in God Worked everyday of my life Thought I had some guarantees That's what I thought At least that's what I thought Refrein Last night I had another restless sleep Wondering what tomorrow might bring Last night I dreamed A cold blue light was shining down on me I screamed myself awake Thought I must be dying (2x) Refrein Disregarding me (8x)
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Author: Tracy Chapman
Composer: Tracy Chapman
Publisher: WEA International Inc.
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Released in: 1989
Language: English
Translations: German , Spanish
Appearing on: Crossroads (1989) , Tracy Chapman Collection (2001)
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- Country: United States
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- last.fm/music/Tracy+Chapman
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