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Because I can see nothing

But the shattered

Glass of hope

Blackened by the fires

Of the decisive night

Carribean music

Relive in a dream

The myth in the street

With torn up pavements

Where the blood of the hot heads hides

Dub sound at twelve

Waiting for poems

To be sung like riot hymns

In the worker’s tongues

Mentes que van como locomotores

Como los recuerdos de un poeta

Aclamados en una estacion de metro

Vioces bellow in prison

Pictures in museum square

Long-leggend hisses

Beat out the time in the time

A skank shouted repeated

«october» was more than

An obstacole it was an event

The sound system of the roots

Runs along the tracks

To the throne of the west empire

Dub sound at twelve

Waiting for poems

To be sung like riot hymns

In the worker’s tongues

Sangre vibrante de R 'n 'R

Pepenadores de suenos

Hey man, no pierdas el ultimo

Tren del deseo

'77 ojos Ilénos dè futuro

Ojos inquietos

Durenos solo de su proprio

Destino social

Ojos de amor desde los muros

Ojos rebeldes

Silenciosos y olvidados

Que dejan miradas

Profundas en la historia

Ojos para no olvidar

In the east of the empire

A stone and steel silence

Drowns the rebels ideas

And mummifies the idol accomplice

October seventeen

Yellowed postcards from the front

Nothing else!

Now the time of the law

Kills love songs

But the gangs in the suburbs

Among the staves screwed

By the swing of blues

Keep on shouting

Don’t turn your back of history

Tiempo infame de dinero

Tiempo de trabajo sucio

Tiempo rico de sorpresas

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