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lyrics
(lyric in english bellow / lletra n'asturianu embaxo)
Se enfrentan a un desierto de miles de recuerdos que han perdido su valor.
Caminan en silencio, en busca de algo intenso que alce a su generación.
Ya se ha cumplido el tiempo, promesas de un futuro que jamás les alcanzó.
Y ante un presente incierto, escupen cual veneno su profunda frustración.
Su vida es un lamento partido en mil fragmentos
Han perdido toda opción de alzar los brazos
Un final revelador y a la vez extraño
Se arrodillan ante un dios que por fin les derrotó.
Avanzan contra el viento, conspiran en secreto sin apenas ilusión.
A veces, sin quererlo, reflejan en su gesto la virtud del perdedor.
Su vida es un lamento partido en mil fragmentos.
Han perdido toda opción de alzar los brazos.
Un final revelador y a la vez extraño.
Se arrodillan ante un dios que por fin les derrotó.
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(the virtue of a loser)
They face a desert of thousands of memories that have lost their meaning.
They walk in silence, in search of something intense that will wake up their generation.
Time’s up, promises of a future that never reached them.
And in the face of an uncertain present, they spit out their deep frustration like poison.
His life is a groan split into a thousand pieces.
They have missed every opportunity to rise up.
A revealing and at the same time strange ending
They kneel before a god who finally defeated them.
They head into the wind, conspire in secret with hardly any hope.
Sometimes, without even realising it, their gestures reflect the virtue of a loser.
His life is a groan split into a thousand pieces.
They have missed every opportunity to rise up.
A revealing and at the same time strange ending
They kneel before a god who finally defeated them.
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(La virtú del perdedor)
Enfréntense a un ermu de milenta de recuerdos que perdieren so valor.
Caminen en silenciu, na busca de dalgo intensu qu’algame a la so xeneración.
Ya cumplióse’l tiempu, promeses d’un futuru qu’enxamás-yos alcanzó.
Y ante un presente inciertu, cuspen como venenu la so fonda frustración.
So vida ye un llamentu xebráu en mil fagmentos
Ya perdieran toda opción d’alzar los brazos.
Un final revelador y a la vez estrañu.
Arrodiéllense ante un dios que por fin-yos derrotó.
Avancen escontra’l vientu, cospiren en secretu ensín apenes illusión.
Aínda, ensin querelu, espeyen nel so xestu la virtú del perdedor.
So vida ye un llamentu xebráu en mil fagmentos.
Ya perdieran toda opción d’alzar los brazos.
Un final revelador y a la vez estrañu.
Arrodiéllense ante un dios que por fin-yos derrotó.
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credits
released February 10, 2018
Song written by Servet and Adolfo Puerto Suarez
Recorded, mixed and mastered in Mohwa estudios (Oviedo) by Luis Casero
Produced by Servet
Aditional vocal by Sara, Carlos and Juan
Art work by Juan Fanjul from a Hugh D'Andrade original idea (www.hughillustration.com)
Lyric traduced to english by Mary Kay Maas
Lyric traduced to Asturian by Lorenzo Gonzalez
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