1. los guaraguaoHello followers! Sorry I’ve been sort of MIA on the song of the day, I was out of town for a while and didn’t have easy internet access for much of the trip. We should be back on a regular schedule for at least the next week and a half.

    Anyway, today we’re going to revisit our friends Los Guaraguao from Venezuela, by listening to their song “Traidores” (Traitors). It’s a short one with awesomely agitational lyrics that call out the oligarchy on their evil bullshit. I’m in a very “burn the ruling class at the stake” sort of mood, and it also didn’t help that I couldn’t get the first two Los Guaraguao songs that I tried translated correctly. So here we are.

    Nothing really out of the ordinary for the first half of the song, but the second half uses a lot of slang so I took some poetic license with it. Enjoy!

    SPANISH:

    Traidores!
    Que andan de rodillas por dinero
    vende patria, viles traicioneros
    lacayos rastreros del gran invasor

    Traidores!
    Porque al pueblo siempre lo engañaron
    lo burlaron y discriminaron
    y lo asesinaron en calles y prisiones

    Y lo son
    porque anhelan con toda su alma
    ver la bota imperial con sus armas
    pisándole el alma a nuestra nación

    Y son
    sin vergüenzas, malinches, confesos
    han perdido el honor y por eso
    venden por un peso nuestra dignidad

    Traidores!
    No podrán ensuciarle la historia
    a esta patria tan llena de gloria
    sagrada memoria del libertador

    Traidores!
    Con su llanto y las ganas quedaran
    pero ustedes jamás volverán
    a pisar al pueblo jamás volverán

    Y lo son
    porque anhelan con toda su alma
    ver la bota imperial con sus armas
    pisándole el alma a nuestra nación

    Y son
    sin vergüenzas, malinches, confesos
    han perdido el honor y por eso
    venden por un peso nuestra dignidad

    colorín, colorao
    hasta hoy la jodienda se les ha acabao
    colorín, colorín, colorao
    no volverán el pueblo se los ha jurao
    colorín, colorao
    el pueblo que oprimieron ya se ha liberao
    colorín, colorín, colorao
    ya te conoce el pueblo bacalao salao
    colorín, colorao
    ahora viven llorando y pidiendo cacao
    colorín, colorín, colorao
    pero el pueblo anda arrecho y revolucionao no hay cacao
    colorín, colorao
    y ve los palos que saltaron para el otro lao avisao
    colorín, colorín, colorao
    ustedes y sus medios están ya pillao
    colorín, colorao
    ya los conoce el pueblo bacalao salao
    colorín, colorín, colorao
    ahora viven llorando y pidiendo cacao
    colorín, colorao
    hasta hoy la jodienda se les ha acabao
    colorín, colorín, colorao

    ENGLISH:

    Traitors!
    You live on your knees for money,
    sell-outs, vile betrayers,
    lackeys of the great invader

    Traitors!
    Because you’ve always cheated the people,
    you mocked and discriminated,
    and murdered them in the streets and prisons

    And you are traitors
    because you long with all your hearts
    to see the empire’s boot
    step on the soul of our country

    And you are
    shameless, self-professed malinches*
    You have no honor which is why
    You sell out our dignity for a dime

    Traitors!
    You can’t corrupt the history
    of this country, full of glory,
    the sacred memory of the Liberator**

    Traitors!
    You will live with your desires and tears
    but you will never return
    to oppress the people, you will never return!

    And you are traitors
    because you long with all their hearts
    to see the empire’s boot
    step on the soul of our country

    And you are
    shameless, self-professed malinches
    you have no honor which is why
    you sell out our dignity for a dime

    Colorin, colora’o
    Today the fucking around is over!
    Colorin, colorin, colora’o
    The people have commanded that you not return!
    Colorin, colora’o
    The people you oppressed have been liberated!
    Colorin, colorin, colora’o
    The people now know who you are, bacalao salao***!
    Colorin, colora’o
    You now live crying and humiliated
    Colorin, colorin, colora’o
    The people are pissed off and revolutionized
    Colorin, colora’o
    We’ll watch the oligarchs run away
    Colorin, colorin, colora’o
    You and your media have been caught red-handed!
    Colorin, colora’o
    The people now know who you are, bacalao salao!
    Colorin, colorin, colora’o
    You now live crying and humiliated!
    Colorin, colora’o
    Today the fucking around is over!
    Colorin, colorin, colora’o

    *a malinche refers to a person who abandons her/his people to assist an oppressor.

    **the Liberator refers to Simon Bolivar

    ***”bacalao salao” is a slang term for somebody down on their luck

     
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