More songs by Pure Negga
Description
It's hard not to notice how this song creeps into consciousness, leaving behind a strange trail of pain and healing. Like an old, forgotten song in the depths of the soul, it promises healing, but in its words there is a difficult experience of loss and mistakes. Deep thoughts about how easy it is to get lost when you are looking for answers in other people's pockets or promises. But in the end there is a chance: a simple but powerful realization that true strength lies in humility and acceptance, and not in fighting with yourself and the world around you. It's like accepting your vulnerability and finding strength in it. Against the background of hypnotic rhythms and jagged lines of music, everything looks like a refreshing reminder: you are not alone, and even if the whole world seems to be collapsing, there is always a path to inner healing.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Soy curandero
veras mi alma por el mundo entero
que fácil es llorar con mi canción
se perdió mi corazón
busco el rincón de la ilusión
Soy curandero
querrán comprar tu ser con el dinero
que frágil es un hombre sin razón
camino a la perdición
buscar la opción sin solución
Y como lo contaban en las fábulas
nació pureza tan “rasa” como la “tabula”
el frío del rocío que regó la rúcula
con el manto de protección como una cúpula
Soy curandero de mi único destino
y como Quirón tan solo soy un sanador herido
Si escribo mi dolor cuando te cuido
voy basándome en este súper desastre y mi descuido
Algunos siguen buscando su estrella
Cuando tu propia vida te atropella
Siempre pensar “culpa mía”
Y no acabar perdonándote
Brilla como una solución
Y deja que trabajen las leyes de la atracción
Lo positivo es una proyección
Lo que hoy regalas volverá como una bendición
La cura viene en forma de humildad
Por una eternidad
Las almas que aprendieron a volar
Volviéndolo a intentar
Sabiendo que el tiempo no se puede recuperar
Soy curandero
veras mi alma por el mundo entero
que fácil es llorar con mi canción
se perdió mi corazón
busco el rincón de la ilusión
Soy curandero
querrán comprar tu ser con el dinero
que frágil es un hombre sin razón
camino a la perdición
buscar la opción sin solución
Desátame, que amarrado como fiera recuerdo el ayer
otra cicatriz de guerra me ha obligado a ser
una máquina perversa que no quiere ver, que todo está al caer
Como una bomba, no hay quien se esconda en la lápida,
tromba, suenan campanas hipnóticas,
compa, deja de lado las críticas,
tienen envidia solo las familias típicas
Aquí todo lo hacen así y no me digas que no,
es lo que tiene vivir acostumbrado a mentir a todo tu alrededor
da gracias a la vida por tener la salida alejado del ron
welcome to babylon, skip trown
La cura viene en forma de humildad
Por una eternidad
Las almas que aprendieron a volar
Volviéndolo a intentar
Sabiendo que el tiempo no se puede recuperar
Soy curandero
veras mi alma por el mundo entero
que fácil es llorar con mi canción
se perdió mi corazón
busco el rincón de la ilusión
Soy curandero
querrán comprar tu ser con el dinero
que frágil es un hombre sin razón
camino a la perdición
buscar la opción sin solución
English translation
I am a healer
You will see my soul throughout the world
How easy it is to cry with my song
My heart is lost
I seek the corner of illusion
I am a healer
They will want to buy your being with money
How fragile is a man without reason
On the road to perdition
Looking for the option without a solution
And as they told it in the fables
Purity was born as "blank" as the "tabula" (blank slate)
The cold of the dew that watered the arugula
With the mantle of protection like a dome
I am the healer of my only destiny
And like Chiron, I am only a wounded healer
If I write my pain when I take care of you
I base it on this super disaster and my carelessness
Some are still looking for their star
When your own life runs you over
Always think "my fault"
And don't end up forgiving yourself
Shine like a solution
And let the laws of attraction work
The positive is a projection
What you give today will return as a blessing
The cure comes in the form of humility
For an eternity
Souls who learned to fly
Trying again
Knowing that time cannot be recovered
I am a healer
You will see my soul throughout the world
How easy it is to cry with my song
My heart is lost
I seek the corner of illusion
I am a healer
They will want to buy your being with money
How fragile is a man without reason
On the road to perdition
Looking for the option without a solution
Untie me, tied up like a beast I remember yesterday
Another war scar has forced me to be
A perverse machine that doesn't want to see, that everything is about to fall
Like a bomb, there's no one to hide on the gravestone,
Waterspout, hypnotic bells ring,
Friend, leave aside the criticisms,
Typical families are just envious
Here they all do it like this and don't tell me no,
That's what it's like to live accustomed to lying to everyone around you
Thank life for having the way out away from the rum
Welcome to Babylon, skip town
The cure comes in the form of humility
For an eternity
Souls who learned to fly
Trying again
Knowing that time cannot be recovered
I am a healer
You will see my soul throughout the world
How easy it is to cry with my song
My heart is lost
I seek the corner of illusion
I am a healer
They will want to buy your being with money
How fragile is a man without reason
On the road to perdition
Looking for the option without a solution