Prologo
Aztra Lyrics


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Esta es la historia que nunca quisieron contar
Nacida en las 4 parte de este mundo
El Koya, El Kunti, El Anti, El Chinchaizuyu
Donde el sol se detenía a medio día a calmar su sed
Y los dioses cobijaban de alegria nuestra tierra con frutos
y cosechas

Esta es la historia que cada 40 lunas despertaría el sol
Para que hablar con sus hijos
A estos hijos que arañaban la tierra para darle vida
Tomaban fuerza en los volcanes para abrir caminos
Entre triunfos y victorias

Esta es la historia arrasada y destruida ultrajada y violentada
Por hombres implacables, por hombres escasos de amor y de verdad

Hoy la contamos con un nudo en la garganta, con los dientes apretados
Y la rabia contenida con el sueno de que pronto la concluyan
Nuestros hijos, nuestros padres, nuestra sangre, nuestros pueblos
Porque esta historia necesita de un final





Nuestro final.

Overall Meaning

In the song "Prólogo" by Aztra, the artist tells the story of a place that has been forgotten and overlooked throughout history. The song speaks of the four parts of the world where the Koya, Kunti, Anti, and Chinchaizuyu tribes lived. These were places where the sun would stop at midday to quench its thirst and the gods would bless the land with bountiful fruits and harvests. The song speaks of the people who lived in these parts, relying on the land to provide for themselves and taking strength from the volcanoes to open paths and celebrate triumphs.


However, the story also speaks about how these lands were destroyed and violated by men who lacked love and truth. The story is one of anger, of a history that was suppressed and destroyed, of people who were forced to adapt to a changing world. The song speaks of the importance of telling this story, of continuing to retell it so that the past is never forgotten.


The artist implores listeners to remember this history, to honor those who lived in those lands, and to work towards a better future for their children and their communities. The song ends with a plea for the story to have a conclusion, for there to be an ending to the pain and suffering that came before.


Overall, "Prólogo" is a powerful narrative that speaks to the need to remember and honor the past while working towards a better future. It is a reminder of the power of storytelling and the importance of preserving histories that might otherwise be forgotten.


Line by Line Meaning

Esta es la historia que nunca quisieron contar
This is the story that was never told.


Nacida en las 4 parte de este mundo
Born in the four parts of this world.


El Koya, El Kunti, El Anti, El Chinchaizuyu
The Koya, the Kunti, the Anti, the Chinchaizuyu.


Donde el sol se detenía a medio día a calmar su sed
Where the sun would stop in the middle of the day to quench its thirst.


Y los dioses cobijaban de alegria nuestra tierra con frutos y cosechas
And the gods would happily bless our land with fruits and harvests.


Esta es la historia que cada 40 lunas despertaría el sol
This is the story where every 40 moons the sun would awaken.


Para que hablar con sus hijos
To speak with its children.


A estos hijos que arañaban la tierra para darle vida
To these children who would scratch the earth to give it life.


Tomaban fuerza en los volcanes para abrir caminos
They would draw strength from the volcanoes to open paths.


Entre triunfos y victorias
Amid triumphs and victories.


Esta es la historia arrasada y destruida ultrajada y violentada
This is the story that was destroyed, violated and abused.


Por hombres implacables, por hombres escasos de amor y de verdad
By merciless men, men who lacked love and truth.


Hoy la contamos con un nudo en la garganta, con los dientes apretados
Today we tell it with a lump in our throats, with our teeth clenched.


Y la rabia contenida con el sueno de que pronto la concluyan
And with our contained anger, dreaming of its conclusion soon.


Nuestros hijos, nuestros padres, nuestra sangre, nuestros pueblos
Our children, our parents, our blood, our towns.


Porque esta historia necesita de un final
Because this story needs an end.


Nuestro final.
Our end.




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