Pasiones Guerrillas y Muertes
Cultura Profética Lyrics
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los obligaron a aceptar un cambio.
Los torturaron, los enmudecieron, los eliminaron.
Vivieron cientos de años en la humanidad
pasiones, guerrillas... y muertes.
Hoy día la Isla nena es algo extraño
Y nuestras tierras pasan a manos
Vivimos cientos de años en la humanidad.
Pasiones, guerrillas y muertes.
Vá-Vámonos, vámonos borinqueños, vámonos ya,
Ay ay que nos espera ansiosa, ansiosa la libertad.
Vivimos cientos de años en la humanidad,
Pasiones, guerrillas... y muertes.
The lyrics of Cultura Profética's song "Pasiones Guerrillas y Muertes" touch on the historical context of Puerto Rico and its struggles against colonization and oppression. The song starts by referencing events that took place 500 years ago, likely referring to the arrival of Christopher Columbus and the subsequent colonization of the island. The people were arrested, forced to accept a change, and subjected to torture and silencing, ultimately being eliminated. This refers to the violent subjugation and exploitation of the indigenous population by the Spanish colonizers.
The lyrics then shift to the present day, describing Puerto Rico as something strange, with the lands falling into the hands of unfamiliar "gringos." This can be interpreted as a critique of continued colonization and the dominance of foreign powers over the island's resources and economy. The song highlights the longevity of the struggles faced by Puerto Ricans throughout history, enduring passions, guerrilla fighting, and deaths as they fight for their rights and freedom.
Line by Line Meaning
Hace 500 años que los apresaron,
It has been 500 years since they were imprisoned,
los obligaron a aceptar un cambio.
they were forced to accept a change.
Los torturaron, los enmudecieron, los eliminaron.
They were tortured, silenced, eliminated.
Vivieron cientos de años en la humanidad
They lived hundreds of years in humanity
pasiones, guerrillas... y muertes.
passions, guerrillas... and deaths.
Hoy día la Isla nena es algo extraño
Today the Island is something strange, little baby
Y nuestras tierras pasan a manos
And our lands pass into the hands
De gringos extraños
Of strange Yankees
Vivimos cientos de años en la humanidad.
We have lived hundreds of years in humanity.
Pasiones, guerrillas y muertes.
Passions, guerrillas, and deaths.
Vá-Vámonos, vámonos borinqueños, vámonos ya,
L-Let's go, let's go Borinquen people, let's go now,
Ay ay que nos espera ansiosa, ansiosa la libertad.
Oh, oh, how eagerly, eagerly freedom awaits us.
Vivimos cientos de años en la humanidad,
We have lived hundreds of years in humanity,
Pasiones, guerrillas... y muertes.
Passions, guerrillas... and deaths.
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Written by: BORIS BILBRAUT, ELIUT A GONZALEZ, IVAN GUTIERREZ, TORRES WILBERTO RODRIGUEZ, WRITER UNKNOWN
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José luis Lopez
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Nelson Navarro
Extraño este Cultura..
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Gracias por su música! Dios los bendiga!
Jose Andres Salazar
Excelente cancion...
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