Man In Black
Johnny CashOriginal | Versione spagnola di Loquillo y Trogloditas |
MAN IN BLACK Well, you wonder why I always dress in black, Why you never see bright colors on my back, And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone. Well, there's a reason for the things that I have on. I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down, Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of town, I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime, But is there because he's a victim of the times. I wear the black for those who never read, Or listened to the words that Jesus said, About the road to happiness through love and charity, Why, you'd think He's talking straight to you and me. Well, we're doin' mighty fine, I do suppose, In our streak of lightnin' cars and fancy clothes, But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back, Up front there ought 'a be a Man In Black. I wear it for the sick and lonely old, For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold, I wear the black in mournin' for the lives that could have been, Each week we lose a hundred fine young men. And, I wear it for the thousands who have died, Believen' that the Lord was on their side, I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died, Believen' that we all were on their side. Well, there's things that never will be right I know, And things need changin' everywhere you go, But 'til we start to make a move to make a few things right, You'll never see me wear a suit of white. Ah, I'd love to wear a rainbow every day, And tell the world that everything's OK, But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back, 'Till things are brighter, I'm the Man In Black | EL HOMBRE DE NEGRO Voy de negro y te preguntas el por que porque no visto otros colores se muy bien que mi aparencia puede resultar sombria y gris tengo razones para vestir asi. Llevo el negro por los pobres y tambien por los vencidos puestos contra la pared lo llevo por el preso que paga el sueldo de una ley echa a medida del poder. Llevo el negro por aquellos que jamas hicieron caso a cristo al proclamar que existe un camino de amor y de piedad hablo claro, tu me entenderas. Voy de negro por la injusta soledad de los viejos y de los que acabaran frios como piedras despues de cabalgar mientras alguien se hace rico en su sofa. Voy de negro por el joven que caera en la guerra creyendo tener detras a dios y a su madre de su lado y no es verdad es la carne del juego de un general. Se que hay cosas que nunca estaran bien pero nada es imposible, mirame yo canto esta cancion, que puedes hacer tu mira hacia dentro y carga con tu cruz Quiero enseƱar un arco iris al cantar pero en mi espalda cae la oscuridad y hasta que la luz no brille de verdad voy de negro, y de negro me veran. |