Mal Sacate — текст песни (Kris Kristofferson)

Mr. money man, I know youve had your way

And I know the way youre winning

And that bloody hand youre holding

Aint no bargain at the price you had to pay



You have stolen all the land that you can steal

And you killed so many heroes

But the dreams they left behind them

Aint as easy as a man to blow away



Chorus:

And they say, "el mal sacate ni el fuego lo quema"

And los mexicanos dicen, "cosa mala nunca muere"

Dont you know ?



The fire dont burn a bad weed boy

And a bad thing never dies

Like the bad weeds growing wild around

The broken wounded body of el salvador



They killed so many heroes

Like zapata (presente!) and fonseca (presente!)

And sandino (presente!) and guevarra (presente!)

And allende (presente!) and aquino (presente!)

And steve biko (presente!)

But they can never kill the human spirit

Not in nicaragua !



Chorus:

And they say, "el mal sacate ni el fuego lo quema"

And los mexicanos dicen, "cosa mala nunca muere"

Dont you know ?



Aiiiiiaiiiaiiiiii nicaragua !

Aiiiiiaiiiaiiiiii sandinista !