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Venting The poet (el poeta; leftist song) - Jorge Cafrune

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Tú crees que eres distinto,
porque te dicen poeta
y tienes un mundo aparte,
más allá de las estrellas

You think you are different,
because they call you a poet
and you have a world apart,
beyond the stars
-
De tanto mirar la luna,
ya nada sabes mirar;
eres como un pobre ciego,
que no sabe a dónde va.

From staring at the moon so much,
you no longer know how to see;
you are like a poor blind man,
who doesn't know where he's going.
-
Vete a mirar los mineros;
los hombres en el trigal
y cántale a los que luchan
por un pedazo de pan.

Go and look at the miners;
the men in the wheat field
and sing to those who struggle
for a piece of bread.
-
Poeta de tiernas rimas:
vete a vivir a la selva
y aprenderás muchas cosas
del hachero y sus miserias.

Poet of tender rhymes:
go live in the jungle
and you will learn many things
from the woodcutter and his miseries.
-
De tanto mirar la luna
ya nada sabes mirar:
eres como un pobre ciego,
que no sabe a dónde va.

From staring at the moon so much
you no longer know how to see;
you are like a poor blind man,
who doesn't know where he's going.
-
Vete a mirar los mineros
los hombres en el trigal
y cántale a los que luchan
por un pedazo de pan.

Go and look at the miners
the men in the wheat field
and sing to those who struggle
for a piece of bread.
-
Vive junto con el pueblo;
no lo mires desde afuera;
que lo primero es ser hombre
y lo segundo, poeta

Live together with the people;
don't watch them from the outside;
because the first thing is to be a man
and the second, a poet
-
De tanto mirar la luna
ya nada sabes mirar:
eres como un pobre ciego,
que no sabe a dónde va.

From staring at the moon so much
you no longer know how to see;
you are like a poor blind man,
who doesn't know where he's going.
-
Vete a mirar los mineros
los hombres en el trigal
y cántale a los que luchan
por un pedazo de pan.

Go and look at the miners
the men in the wheat field
and sing to those who struggle
for a piece of bread.
 
Muy buena canción. Es de latam? Por el acento.
 

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