Jesús El Cristo
Gotas De Rap
Jesus The Christ
Dedicated to the condemned wisdom
With wounds in hands and feet
To the world and the lord they ask for forgiveness
The heart on fire
Begs for justice and compassion
Where life and reason will find paradise
To Christ the savior
They have killed him
They have crucified him
Jesus on his cross tied up like a prisoner
I feel he is calling
A strange power
I feel he pays for what he hasn't stolen
Fari, fari, fari, fari, Pharisees
End with Jesus shouted the Pharisees
Prepare each one to end their desires
Hitting his body, breaking his fingers
They spat on his face
They gave him a stab in his rib
In the world they did not want to understand his madness
The payment for the sins of men without conscience
He was condemned to the cross
For his sentence as a serpent
As a mistreated weight
Brute race in decline
To love was his sin
To teach was his experience
He is everywhere
Preaching is my conscience
When I am desperate
I ask and beg with mercy
Just by saying his name I am filled with resistance
Soon that world of violence will end
The light will come soon
The righteous have patience
The lie now sees how the truth germinates
Evil is contaminated because the righteous walk with him
He gives light to any mine
His word is strong and fine
They have condemned him
They have murdered him
They killed him yesterday and today they keep killing him
Today I have verified
Of a powerful state
That is very powerful, that is very wealthy
Who has sold him is an associated friend
Who has delivered him a friend by his side
He is caught, dragged, mocked
He is accused, they have all plotted against him
Lord, see until when these destructions
Rescue my soul, my life from these lions
Because in their mouth there is no sincerity
An open grave in their throat and their entrails are evil
Iniquities machine their tongue with a sharp knife causing harm
With evil-speaking they sting with their teeth are deceptions
They lie in wait without cause for the innocent, they want to swallow me alive on the ground
Declaring war on me
My skin my flesh stick to my bones
And I have escaped with only the skin of my teeth unharmed
See my affliction forgive all my sins
See how my enemy has multiplied
Sons of a widow who have no heart
Man without a name how many more generations
That's why I am weakened, crushed greatly
And not because of the turmoil of my heart
Why do you hide your faithful face, forget my affliction
Take my soul out of war and my heart out of prison
They have condemned him
They have crucified him
They sold him yesterday like many slaves
The priests plotted his defeat
The soldiers beat him with a club
His clothes torn, he was given a sentence
His torn clothes, he is condemned
Fari, fari, fari, fari, Pharisees
Kill Jesus shouted the Pharisees
Pharisees... Pharisees