Fue un Placer
Los Aldeanos
It was a Pleasure
[el B ]
Now that everything has a price
and nothing is what it seems
now that the benefit only reaches those who don't deserve it
good actions perish
and the strength of some depends on the weakness of others
everything changes, looks for a way out
you see that you have as many faces as situations this life imposes on you
full of wounds and failures
each awakening starts another play without rehearsal
more years of a kingdom of frustration
more than a need to survive, it has become an obligation
there's no choice, the street is a coliseum without salvation
fucking others translates into instinct for self-preservation
destruction of others, luck runs in the blood
if you have to die of something, it's better not to die of hunger
nothing is as they say from my point of view
you are a magician, society and the government are illusionists
down with moralists
the heart in the bank, we are calculators as cold as the blizzard
today many go to the altars
they swear to love and respect each other until death do them part
more evils, more buccaneer, more places
the more you have, the more your ass, more cell phones
more difficulties, more inequalities without patience
more monetary stress at the end of the month, more violence
more competition, ambition drags us into chaos
interest kills, I wasn't wrong
here I only wonder what they release rolled up
cross mine
but the mess
they leave you stranded
it has already been shown, there are cases that are pitiful
how many have killed themselves, paid for girls who weren't worth it
it goes without saying, take your foot off
we are socialists, what belongs to everyone belongs to no one
you think you're doing well
implanting terror in the area and in mama's heart
raising it to 100
forgive me, a soul if you must be
who seeks love, find me, the desire is not over
[chorus]
It was a pleasure
to say what we feel without having to hide
It was a pleasure
to leave the feelings once again on paper
It was a pleasure
to represent the people and belong to the people
It was a pleasure
to be on the street defending the humble cause
[aldo]
Now that respect is shit
and modern life has more of modern than life
that even if you hide a wound, there's always someone to remind you
and at the door of pain there's no exit sign
decide to oppose doing nothing
your grandchildren pass the grade without getting a passing grade
that herd of fools who do nothing
who drop pills in your food to take it away
now that looks are like lighthouses without calm
and they don't see beyond their noses or their souls
I've had to touch you and confront you
because turning your back on reality makes you absent from the present
now that you have a reputation for being feared
lend me your spirit
look at yourself from my window
the first thing you'll say will be the worst of Havana
and the second, I stayed in second place, then I get confused
shamo now that the bad guys win, what hurts heals
that no one loves each other and that no one sleeps, they screw in the beds
find your partner and throw your hallway
because AIDS has no face and with yours it was pretty
simple, between your ignorance and that cape there's a hallway
where the thief enters and luck deceives you
bursts of lies that don't make sense
take what they give you but check it
I have a slap on the eaves that says distance
although some come with you from childhood
forgiving the same partner so many times doesn't make you kind
it makes you seem French
now that arrogance is the shield of those who often
walk like a kid but carry their honor naked
throw a little trumpet to the sky upside down
that the forces of love pierce the crudest metal
now that mistakes weigh much more than yesterday
and whoever has them abuses power
you should understand
that it's not that nobody loves anyone
it's that nobody lets themselves be loved
[chorus]