Ruben Blades "Amor y Control" Liedtext

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Amor y Control
Saliendo del hospital
despues de ver a mi mamá
luchando contra un cáncer
que no se puede curar

vi pasar a una familia
al frente iba un señor de edad
una doña, dos muchachas
y varias personas mas

de la mano del señor
un hombre joven caminaba
cabizbajo y diciendo arrepentido
que el era la causa de
una discusión familiar
de la q' nos enteramos al oír
al señor gritar

aunque tu seas un ladrón
y aunque no tienes razón
yo tengo la obligación de socorrerte
y por mas drogas que uses
y por mas que nos abuses
la familia y yo tenemos q' atenderte
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Solo quien tiene hijos entiende
que el deber de un padre no acaba a mas
que el amor de padre y madre
no se cansa de entregar
q' deseamos para ustedes lo q' nunca
hemos tenido,q' a pesar de los problemas
familia es familia y cariño es cariño
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

los vi marcharse con su llanto
su laberinto enfrentando
en la buena y en la mala juntos caminando
y pense mucho en mi familia
los quise tanto aquel momento
q' senti que me ahogaba en sentimiento
aquel muchacho y mi pobre madre
dos personas distintas,pero,
dos tagedias iguales...

cuanto control y cuanto amor
tiene que haber en una casa
mucho control y mucho amor
para enfrentar a la desgracia....
(por mas discusiones que haya
dentro en tu casa,por mas que
creas que tu amor es causa perdida
ten la seguridad de q' ellos te quieren
y que ese cariño dura toda la vida)
cuanto control y cuanto amor
tiene que haber en una casa
mucho control y mucho amor
para enfrentar a la desgracia....
(manten amor y control siempre ante
la pena conbinando la esperanza
y el sentimiento dando la espalda
no se van los problemas ni la impaciencia
resuelve los sufrimientos)
cuanto control y cuanto amor
tiene que haber en una casa
mucho control y mucho amor
para enfrentar a la desgracia....

amor y control...
amor y control...
amor y control...
amor y control...

Love and control
Leaving the hospital
after seeing my mother
fighting against a cancer
that doesn´t have a cure,

I saw a family go by.
In front went an older man,
a lady, two girls
and various other people.

Next to the man,
a young man walked
his head down, and saying sorrowfully
that he was the cause of
a family dispute
that we became aware of when we heard
the man yell:

Even if you might be a thief,
and even if you´re wrong
I have the obligation to help you.
And despite the drugs you use
and the way you abuse us,
the family and I have to help you.
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

Only those with kids understand
that a parent´s responsibility never ends,
that fathers and mothers
never tire of giving their love,
that we want for you that which
we never had, that despite the problems
family is family, and affection is affection
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

I saw them leave with their weeping,
confronting their labyrinth,
walking together in the good and the bad.
And I thought a lot about my family.
At that moment I loved them so much
that I was drowned in feeling.
That young man and my poor mother:
two distinct people, but
two similar tragedies. . .

How much control and how much love
should there be in the home?
A lot of control and a lot of love
to deal with the disgrace . . .
(for as many disputes that there may be
at home, for as much as
you believe that your love is a lost cause,
be assured that they love you
and that this affection lasts a lifetime)
How much control and how much love
should there be in the home?
A lot of control and a lot of love
to deal with the disgrace . . .
(keep love and control always against
the pain, combining the hope
and the feeling, turning your back
does not resolve problems, nor does impatience
relieve suffering)
How much control and how much love
should there be in the home?
A lot of control and a lot of love
to deal with the disgrace . . .

love and control . . .
love and control . . .
love and control . . .
love and control . . .