Babylon
Santos Lyrics


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Grises colores de la ciudad
No dejan los rayos del sol brillar
El hombre bueno está cansado de tanto caminar
Cansado de ver la vida frente a sus ojos pasar

Tantos perseguidos por ganjah plantar
Tantos reprimidos por no enfrentar la realidad
En cana han caído por sus derechos cultivar
Presos del destino persiguiendo un ideal

Autocultivo
es el camino
Mi planta verde,
colores vivos
Huerto tranquilo
oye este ritmo
Cosecha amigo

Ya estamos hartos de mentiras escuchar
Hartos de políticas que no llevan a ningún lugar
Por eso oye hermano ponte a trabajar
Y dale valor a tu ideal

Because no babylon
No babylon
Where do we go now
Because no babylon
No babylon
Stop suffering Jah

Because no babylon
No babylon
Where do we go now
Because no babylon




No babylon
Stop suffering Jah

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Santos's song "Babylon" depict a city filled with gray colors that prevent the sun's rays from shining through. The singer, a good-hearted individual, is tired of walking aimlessly and watching life pass by before their eyes. The song touches on the struggles faced by those who are persecuted for cultivating cannabis, as well as the repression faced by those who choose not to confront reality. Many have been imprisoned for exercising their rights to cultivate, becoming prisoners of their own destiny as they chase an ideal.


However, amidst this turmoil, the song offers a glimmer of hope. The concept of "autocultivo" or self-cultivation is portrayed as the path to follow. The lyrics emphasize the vibrant colors of the singer's green plant, symbolizing life and vitality. The message is further emphasized by the calmness of the garden and the rhythmic harmony of the song. The song encourages listeners to embrace their ideals, work hard, and give them value. It rejects the falsehoods and empty promises of the system, urging people to stop suffering under the reign of "Babylon" and seek a better path.


Line by Line Meaning

Grises colores de la ciudad
The dull and monotonous atmosphere of the city


No dejan los rayos del sol brillar
Prevents the sun's rays from shining


El hombre bueno está cansado de tanto caminar
The righteous man is tired of wandering


Cansado de ver la vida frente a sus ojos pasar
Tired of seeing life pass before his eyes


Tantos perseguidos por ganjah plantar
Many persecuted for cultivating ganjah (cannabis)


Tantos reprimidos por no enfrentar la realidad
Many repressed for not facing reality


En cana han caído por sus derechos cultivar
Fell into prison for exercising their right to cultivate


Presos del destino persiguiendo un ideal
Prisoners of fate chasing an ideal


Autocultivo
Self-cultivation


es el camino
is the path


Mi planta verde, colores vivos
My green plant, vibrant colors


Huerto tranquilo
Peaceful orchard


oye este ritmo
listen to this rhythm


Cosecha amigo
Harvest, friend


Ya estamos hartos de mentiras escuchar
We are tired of listening to lies


Hartos de políticas que no llevan a ningún lugar
Tired of politics that lead nowhere


Por eso oye hermano ponte a trabajar
That's why, brother, start working


Y dale valor a tu ideal
And give value to your ideal


Because no babylon
Because there is no oppressive system


No babylon
No oppressive system


Where do we go now
Where do we go from here


Stop suffering Jah
Put an end to the suffering, Jah




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