Puerto-Calexico

[ti:Puerto] [ar:Calexico] [al:Algiers] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Puerto - Calexico [00:29.50]Lupita's 'gonna weave a path to the land up north [00:32.01]'Gonna find her way through the thick of it all [00:34.91]Looking at the lights dancing in the sky [00:37.46]Hoping for a fallen star [00:40.19] [00:51.62]“Me consuelo viendo estrellas bailando en el puerto” [01:04.73] [01:06.04]Brought them gold from the country [01:07.70]To help cure their illness [01:09.49] [01:11.64]But they landed with only one purpose for conquest [01:15.15] [01:17.29]Though there's still this wave of unsettling hunger [01:21.00] [01:21.60]That never disappears [01:23.59] [01:34.63]Rigo working one two three different jobs [01:37.20]And when he comes back home he welds into the night [01:40.08]Builds an air balloon for his pickup truck [01:42.74]'Gonna fly up and over the wall [01:45.09] [01:46.83]If everything stays exactly the same [01:51.07] [01:52.64]Then nothing can move and nothing can change [01:57.03] [01:58.14]“Me siento ese pájaro que danza sobre el puerto” [02:10.03] [02:11.36]Carried ships from the sea up over the mountains [02:15.05] [02:16.06]The warriors fell to their knees by the invisible virus [02:20.17] [02:21.80]And still you can feel this wave of unsettling anger [02:26.22] [02:26.93]That never disappears [02:28.78] [02:39.54]She's talking on the phone in the heart of town [02:42.29]To her Bachata Mama in the heart of the world [02:45.57]"please come back to Santo Domingo [02:47.97]Why you gotta be so far away” [02:50.76] [02:52.13]If everyone stays exactly the same [02:55.94] [02:57.74]Then no one can move and no one can change [03:01.78] [03:03.43]“Amo ver la Luna vacilando en el puerto” [03:15.43] [03:16.17]No one fortelling the depth and type of destruction [03:19.87] [03:22.07]Nor the sadness trapped on the tongue of Malinche [03:25.68] [03:27.37]Quetzalcoatl feathers strewn out over the altar [03:31.14] [03:33.06]Blood running down the pyramid steps in the morning [03:36.69] [03:38.71]Codices lost to a language that's been broken [03:42.62] [03:44.38]There's this growing sense of impending anger [03:49.08]That never disappears [03:51.13] [04:00.73]"Ninguna entrada queda en el puerto" [04:06.32]"Ninguna entrada queda en el puerto"