El Pacto

(chorus)
The Great Blood, thrown down, I sat and got tired
So I stand up and keep fighting
The great blood, harsh reality against the ground
Drags dreams, shatters families in cold blood
The great blood, violence and rage run through the streets
Take your hands, fight and face them as soon as you can
The great blood isn’t just for me, it’s for everyone
My Peruvian brothers trying to get ahead
The great blood, rebellion against the unjust Lima
That keeps everyone on the streets, the vice, the crime
The great blood, pain that grows in the body and burns you
Justice by my own hands and by no one else...
...lights that go out and turn on
Sometimes the night turns into day
I’m aware of things I don’t understand less than the
rest understands
Sad looks wanting to get ahead in this
racist and pretentious world
Looks that say a lot, looks that suffer
Looks that despite everything keep moving forward
Looks I see at the bus stops, the street vendors
Bad looks, they’re what the majority receive
Mockery, looks, lies are what people say
Who watch and laugh and don’t help those who need it most
They don’t realize, resilient Peruvian crowd that always
looks ahead
With the stick, I’m singing cumpuncumpun, hunchbacked
sacrificed
Justice, crime, strikes from behind
Knife and defenseless child
What’s that feared branch?
Infected pain
Where crime thinks in the air, internal urges, and I have analysis
Empty soul
Destroys feelings in the chest
Betrayal, disappointment, sacrifice, action
Blood pact
That strikes like darts, soulless, unjustly
Turns the corner behind the shadow
Turns to the concrete where we’ll sacrifice
sick strip
Crime strikes from behind
Knife and defenseless child
Complex context collapses cores
Stopped in the air, thinks, urges
With the stick, I’m singing justice
In their hands, the soul trembles
At the mercy of the revenge of this pact (x2)
Flesh tastes like blood, pain marks the forehead of a child
Who lost his mother in the violence of a city that doesn’t
respect the void
Of heart and also marks your forehead with violence
Again you put your hands in the fire, feel your eyes
trembling with fear, you look at your hand and close your fingers
While you looked down
And revenge takes a war cry
The great blood runs through my veins
Just an hour sitting at the tables
Two families marked by the consequences of our days,
We know it’s wrong and among us we kill each other
(chorus)
The Great Blood, thrown down, I sat and got tired
So I stand up and keep fighting
The great blood, harsh reality against the ground
Drags dreams, shatters families in cold blood
The great blood, violence and rage run through the streets
Take your hands, fight and face them as soon as you can
The great blood isn’t just for me, it’s for everyone
My Peruvian brothers trying to get ahead.