48 Years
48 años
Por wally flint · Autor: Wally Flint
Original: →Traducción:
Traducción por Alejandra Mida
Letra original
48 years in silence
No one to hear my words
I feel like a victim of violence
Why can't my voice be heard?
48 years have imprisoned my soul
48 years have exacted a toll
As I lay by my woman's side
These 48 years she has cried
48 years I have toiled
I've nothing but calloused hands
My fingernails broken and soiled
Attending our ruler's commands
48 years have imprisoned my soul
48 years have exacted a toll
As I lay by my woman's side
These 48 years she has cried
48 years I've been dying
Tear by tear, breath by breath
I've long since given up trying
No escaping this silent death
48 years have imprisoned my soul
48 years have exacted a toll
As I lay by my woman's side
These 48 years she has cried
These 48 years she has cried
No one to hear my words
I feel like a victim of violence
Why can't my voice be heard?
48 years have imprisoned my soul
48 years have exacted a toll
As I lay by my woman's side
These 48 years she has cried
48 years I have toiled
I've nothing but calloused hands
My fingernails broken and soiled
Attending our ruler's commands
48 years have imprisoned my soul
48 years have exacted a toll
As I lay by my woman's side
These 48 years she has cried
48 years I've been dying
Tear by tear, breath by breath
I've long since given up trying
No escaping this silent death
48 years have imprisoned my soul
48 years have exacted a toll
As I lay by my woman's side
These 48 years she has cried
These 48 years she has cried
Traducción
48 años en silencio
Nadie quiere oír mis palabras
Me siento como una víctima de la violencia
¿Por qué no se puede escuchar mi voz?
48 años han encarcelado a mi alma
48 años han cobrado un peaje
Mientras yacía al lado de mi mujer
Estos 48 años que ella ha llorado
48 años he trabajado
No tengo nada más que las manos callosas
Mis uñas rotas y sucias
Asistir a las órdenes de nuestro jefe
48 años han encarcelado a mi alma
48 años han cobrado un peaje
Mientras yacía al lado de mi mujer
Estos 48 años que ella ha llorado
48 años que he estado muriendo
Arranque a lágrima, cada respiración
He dado mucho que de intentar
No hay escape de esta muerte silenciosa
48 años han encarcelado a mi alma
48 años han cobrado un peaje
Mientras yacía al lado de mi mujer
Estos 48 años que ella ha llorado
Estos 48 años que ella ha llorado
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