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Wisin Y Yandel - Torre De Babel En Ingles Lyrics

Torre de Babel

It(He,She) looks at good, everything goes badly and everything is upside-down.
And maybe there is no the second time to look at the red roses of the Eden.
It(He,She) looks well that opens the soil himself(herself,itself) under our feet.
And you will fall down, it(he,she) does not matter where you are, on the ruins of the Tower of Babel.

Of our treatment(deal) already nothing stays.
We have not given you for what your you were waiting.
Rotated(Broken) the heart now bleeds of pain.
For helmsman a group of blind persons.
That one has run aground in this sea of peoples.
Nothing matters already.
Nothing takes place.
It is possible to breathe so much desolation.
Of tears to the wind.
And a cross goes in the middle of the procession.

It(He,She) looks at good, everything goes badly and everything is upside-down.
And maybe there is no the second time to look at the red roses of the Eden.
It(He,She) looks well that opens the soil himself(herself,itself) under our feet.
And you will fall down, it(he,she) does not matter where estes, on the ruins of the Tower of Babel.

Old men, stupid and indifferent.
Feverish mass of rich and indigent.
I graze of cutting that it(he,she) does not know to where it(he,she) goes.
We are cards of a sinister chess.
To bet(station) in plenary session our bodies.
Game of power, to sow fire all over(everywhere).
The men of reason, species(kind) in extinction.
The conscience has died.
And only the echo of the disappointment stays.

You sharpen that you are ended the time.
Of opening the eyes before the abyss.
It(He,She) gives you same the suffering.
Because you are a prisoner of your egoismo.
Not des the back to the weeping of the people.
That what kills is to be indifferent.
Not des the return to the storm.
Because ultimately you will be the one who pays the account(bill).

I want transparent sky in the entire world.

It(He,She) looks at good, everything goes badly and everything is upside-down.
And maybe there is no the second time for. To look at the red roses of the Eden.
It(He,She) looks well that opens the soil himself(herself,itself) under our feet.
And you will fall down, it(he,she) does not matter where you are, on the ruins of the Tower of Babel.