Actitude Calle

They are the anonymous, the nobodies, the shady, the poorly dressed
Those who occasionally hurt you and then leave you cold,
The ones never taken into account,
The ones who don't add up in your account
And even if you don't want to realize,
They always come back as if resurrecting from the abyss
Hovering in your conscience without essence,
Like angels in resistance.

It's not natural to have a heart of stone
And cold blood, it's not natural to just keep going
When you see a child with an empty belly,
And turn a blind eye pretending with your own
Conscience that haunts you.... Singing
And dari dari wow singing and dari dari yeah!..

From Argentina to the world I sing it to you,
Singing and dari dari wow singing and dari dari yeah!..

And remembering, the same story happens again,
Keep looking not to stumble with all that lie

Your pity is useless, much less interesting...
Words are just words and can never fill
The void on the table, which is famished, anemic...
Indifference without decency in South America....
And in the slums, it's not about giving alms
But about turning the tables.... Breaking the barrier,
Going out to the street, leaving the chair,
To battle like Pancho Villa, guerrilla warfare
Like Che Guevara, or like Commander Chavez
In democracy, or like Evo Morales Aymara warrior
President in your own face.... In your own face...
Peeling off.
Things are changing in Latin America.

And remembering, the same story happens again,
Keep looking not to stumble with all that lie

In every neighborhood, every slum, every shantytown,
Every neighborhood... they are the cities of the gods
That daily awaken from the past
Their mythological legacy, angry with the sun
And with the earth... their catastrophic destinies,... suicides,
Anthropological genocides.

That's why I keep telling you, singing, rapping,
Rhyming, telling I am the deep
And ancestral Latin America, I am the deep and ancestral Latin America,
I am the deep and ancestral Latin America,
I am the deep and ancestral Latin America,
I am the deep and ancestral Latin America,
I am the deep and ancestral Latin America,
I am the deep Latin America... don't get confused...

And remembering, the same story happens again,
Keep looking not to stumble with all that lie