When The Pubs Are Dying​.​.​.​Folk Ashes Remain Unbeaten

by Brutus' Daughters

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released January 1, 2010

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Brutus' Daughters Madrid, Spain

Alex - Voz / Vocals
Diego - Bajo / Bass
Pablo - Guitarra / Guitar
Rebe - Batería / Drums
Lorena - Violín / Fiddle
Xipla -
Gaita / Bagpipes

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Track Name: Born a Girl
WHEN IT WAS DONE
NO ONE COULD HELP
HER ONLY FAULT WAS
TO BE BORN A GIRL.
TAUGHT BY HER DADDY
TO STAY AT HOME
TO SERVE HIM DINNER
WHEN IT WAS NINE O´CLOCK

YOU MUST DO LAUNDRY
SEW ALL THE TORN-CLOTHES
THESE ARE THE RULES
KEEP YOUR MOUTH CLOSED
MUMMY JUST TOLD ME
HOW TO BEHAVE
KNEEL DOWN IN SILENCE
THE LESSON I LEARNT

WHEN SHE WAS GONE
NOTHING HAS CHANGED
THE WALLS AROUND HER
OPPRESSED HER PAIN
TOLD BY HER HUSBAND
TO STAY AT HOME
TO MAKE HIM LOVE
AFTER COMING FROM WORK

THE YEARS WENT BY MY BODY
STOPPED TO GROW UP OLD, ADULT
THEY WANT ME TO BECOME
ANOTHER MAN´ S ADORNMENT
MY FATE WAS BEING CONTROLLED
AND I IMPRISONED COULDNT ESCAPE
A HEADSTONE CARVED INSIDE THE
WEDDING RING HE GAVE ME

HER CHILDHOOD WENT BY AS
THE BLOOD OF HER VEINS
RUNNING INSIDE
GROWING IN RAGE
IF YOU WANTED TO
BE A GOOD WIFE
SUBMISSION AND GLORY
WOULD BE LEFT ASIDE

YOU MUST DO LAUNDRY
SEW ALL THE TORN-CLOTHES
THESE ARE THE RULES
KEEP YOUR MOUTH CLOSED.
NOBODY TAUGHT ME
HOW COULD I ESCAPE
KNEEL DOWN IN SILENCE
THE LESSON I LEARNT

HER CHILDHOOD WENT BY AS
THE BLOOD OF HER VEINS
RUNNING INSIDE
GROWING IN RAGE
IF YOU WANTED TO
BE A GOOD WIFE
SUBMISSION AND GLORY
WOULD BE LEFT ASIDE
Track Name: La Hermandad De La Costa
HACE TIEMPO QUE NOS FUIMOS
EN BUSCA DE UN PARAÍSO
NUESTRO BARCO HABÍA PARTIDO
SIN SABER RUMBO PRECISO

TRAS PASAR DOS TEMPESTADES
DESVÍAMOS EL CAMINO
Y CUANDO AVISTAMOS TIERRA
SUPIMOS QUE ERA EL DESTINO

HABITANTES ESPERANDO
A LA ORILLA DE LA ISLA
PARECÍAN LOS VERDUGOS
DE UNA HISTORIA ASESINA

PERO CUANDO APARECIMOS
NOS DIERON LA BIENVENIDA
SIN PREGUNTAS NOS BRINDARON
LA MEJOR DE SUS BEBIDAS

LAS HERMANAS DE LA COSTA
LEALTAD ENTRE MUJERES
QUE BRINDABAN TODAS JUNTAS
POR CREAR SUS NUEVAS LEYES

PARAISO DE CORSARIOS
QUE RESPETA AL DIFERENTE
LA LEY DICTA OJO POR OJO
NOSOTRAS DIENTE POR DIENTE

ALLÍ PUDIMOS COMPROBAR
QUE LOS BARCOS SON DE TODOS
QUE TODOS LOS ALIMENTOS
SE COMPARTEN CON LOS OTROS

LA VOZ POPULAR CHILLABA
CONTRA CUALQUIER INJUSTICIA
EN LA ISLA DE LA TORTUGA
LOS LIBRES CORRÍAN DEPRISA

MIENTRAS PASABAN LOS AÑOS
NOS HACÍAMOS MÁS VIEJAS
EN EL CONSEJO DE ANCIANAS
ADIÉSTRABAMOS GUERRERAS

NUESTRA ISLA NUNCA MUERE
LAS TORTUGAS SON LONGEVAS
Y SIGUE PASANDO EL TIEMPO
ENTRE BRINDIS Y LEYENDAS

LAS HERMANAS DE LA COSTA
LEALTAD ENTRE MUJERES
QUE BRINDABAN TODAS JUNTAS
POR CREAR SUS NUEVAS LEYES

PARAISO DE CORSARIOS
QUE RESPETA AL DIFERENTE
LA LEY DICTA OJO POR OJO
NOSOTRAS DIENTE POR DIENTE
Track Name: Fake Pot Of Gold
NOWADAYS THE SAME STILL HAPPENS
LEPRECHAUN´ S SOUND IS MAGIC
THERE ARE THOSE WHO HEAR THE BEATING
… A HAMMER´S BEATING

THEY MAKE US BELIEVE THEY´LL FOLLOW
FOR WEARING THE WORKER´S HAMMER
THEY MOCKED AT HIS SWEAT SCATTERED
THEY ‘VE LIVED WITH THE OTHER´S BLOODSHED

THEY BECOME STORY-TELLERS
FROM THEIR MOUTHS WENT OUT OLD LEGENDS
TO PLEASE US WITH A TRADITION
THEY WILL NEVER TAKE PART INTO.

THEY SAY THE GOLD MUST BE SPREAD OUT
WITH A GENEROUS INTENTION
WHERE ARE THE BILLS THEY HAVE RECEIVED
WHILE SCREAMING “HELP THE POOR SIR!”


NO MORE TREACHERY, NO MORE LIES
THE ONLY THING THEY WANT IS TO HIDE THEIR LIES
OH NO THEY WON´T DECEIVE US MORE
THE ONLY THING THEY WANT IS THE POT OF GOLD


FRIENDSHIP VALUES WERE THEIR BANNER
BUT IN HARD TIMES STAYED IN SILENCE
KEEPING THEIR BACKS ON A SAFE SIDE
COVERING THEIR OWN LIES

BRAGGING ABOUT BEING TOO LEARNED
BUT THEIR HEADS WERE FULL OF DUST
IDEALS SHAPED IN PHRASES
FROM BOOKS THAT THEY'VE NEVER READ

SONGS WERE CHANTED WITHOUT BEING FELT
STRUGGLE WAS NOT MADE FOR COWARDS
IN A BRAVE TONE WORDS WERE UTTERED
WHILE AS HEROS YOU WERE PORTRAYED

WHEN AT LAST YOU GOT THE GOLD
IT BECAME A POT OF ASHES
WHEN AT LAST I EXPOSED YOUR FAKE
I SAW YOU WERE TOO MADE OF ASHES
Track Name: Sigue Soñando
SIGUE SOÑANDO
QUE YO CONTARÉ LAS OVEJAS
PARA QUE NO DESPIERTES
¡¡¡QUE BIEN SE VIVE ASÍ!!!

QUE BONITA LA NOCHE, DIRÁS
QUE ALEGRES TUS SUEÑOS
NO ABRÁS LOS OJOS
¿¿¿QUÉ MAS DA???

DORMIDO NADA PUEDE PASAR
NO TIENTES A LA SUERTE
TU SIGUE EN TU MUNDO
¡¡¡TE DA IGUAL!!!

QUE BIEN SE VIVE ASÍ
SIN PENSAR
DESPIERTA DEL SUEÑO
NO QUEDAN OVEJAS
QUE CONTAR

MILLONES DE OVEJAS
QUE SALTAN AL COMPÁS
LA VALLA DE TU IGNORACIA
Y TE VAS A ESTRELLAR

SIGUE SOÑANDO
APAGA TU MIRADA
Y QUE NO TE DESPIERTE
OTRA MUJER MALTRADA
¡¡AL GRITAR!!

ESO NUNCA TE PUEDE PASAR
BOSTEZAS Y DEJAS
LA PENA
CAER EN LOS DEMÁS

Y EN TU PARAISO IRREAL
NO HAY MUERTOS, NO HAY HAMBRE
NO HAY PESTES
¡¡NO HAY ENFERMEDAD!!!

QUE BIEN SE VIVE ASÍ
SIN PENSAR
DESPIERTA DEL SUEÑO
NO QUEDAN OVEJAS
QUE CONTAR

MILLONES DE OVEJAS
QUE SALTAN AL COMPÁS
LA VALLA DE TU IGNORACIA
Y TE VAS A ESTRELLAR

MILLONES DE OVEJAS
QUE SALTAN AL COMPÁS
NO QUEDAN OVEJAS
OVEJAS QUE CONTAR!!
Track Name: Time Has Gone By
WHEN I DIG IN THE PAST
SOMETHING MAKES ME FEEL BAD
YOU RUN OUT OF YOUR LIFE
YOU WILL NEVER RETURN
`CAUSE YOUR TIME HAS GONE BY

THROUGH THE YEARS THROUGH OUR SINS
ALWAYS STANDING ASIDE
NOW WHEN I LOOK AROUND
ONLY SEE WHAT THEY WANT
`CAUSE YOUR TIME HAS GONE BY

NEVER TRIED TO GET HURT
NEVER THINK OUT OF THAT
NO ONE FELT NO ONE SAID
JUST A FEW COME TO ASK
JUST DON’T GIVE THEM THE CHANCE

WHEN I GET UP AND SEE
HOW YOU FALL ON YOUR KNEES
YOU REGRET THAT SMILE
ON YOUR FACE RAN AWAY
`CAUSE YOUR TIME HAS GONE BY

I WILL NEVER FORGET
FORGET!
TIME SPENT WITH YOU
TIME SPENT WITH YOU!
I WILL NEVER FORGET
FORGET!
TIME SPENT WITH YOU
TIME SPENT WITH YOU!

NOW THE TIME HAS GONE BY
THERE´S A PLACE LEFT TO HIDE
ALL THE EMOTIONS AND FEELINGS
ARE PACKED IN OUR MIND
SOMETIMES WE HAD TO FIGHT

WHERE I KEEP MEMORIES
NO ONE COULD EVER SEE
THAT YOUR FACE BY MY SIDE
MADE A PHOTO THAT SHINES
NOW YOUR EYES BECOME MINE

I TRY NOT TO FORGET
WHAT WE WERE, WHAT WE SAID
JUST STANDING ASIDE
WHEN THEY ALL WERE AGAINST
`CAUSE WE KNOW WE´RE THE SAME

NOW I GET UP AND SEE
HOW I FALL ON MY KNEES
I REGRET THAT THE SMILE
ON MY FACE RUNAWAY
`CAUSE OUR TIME HAS GONE BY

I WILL NEVER FORGET
FORGET!
TIME SPENT WITH YOU
TIME SPENT WITH YOU!
I WILL NEVER FORGET
FORGET!
TIME SPENT WITH YOU
TIME SPENT WITH YOU!

I WILL NEVER FORGET
NEVER TRY TO GET HURT
(TIME) SPENT WIHT YOU
TIME SPENT WITH YOU
I WILL NEVER FORGET
NEVER THINK OUT OF THAT
(TIME) SPENT WHIT YOU
TIME SPENT WITH YOU
Track Name: Empire Of Crime
WHEN THE SUN CAME DOWN
HE WAS TREATED LIKE A CLOWN
HE WAS BEING TAKEN AWAY
FROM HIS NATIVE SOIL AND TOWN
POOR TOWN

FORCED IN TO SLAVERY
`CAUSE HE WAS SEEN AS BLACK
A COLOUR LIKE A STIGMA
HE HAD TO CARRY ON
HIS BACK

A LIFE WAS WASTED
BY THEIR MASTERS´ OWN DESIRE
`CAUSE THEY NEEDED A SERVANT
TO BUILD THEIR WHITE EMPIRE
OF CRIME

HE HAD TO SERVE A MISTRESS
HE WAS NOT ALLOWED TO TALK
NOR EVEN DID HE PROVE
THE FREEDOM HE TOUGHT OF
WHEN YOUNG

HE HAD NEVER THE CHANCE
TO SEE HIS FAMILY
ALONE DURING HIS YOUTH
INSTEAD OF MAKING TRUE
HIS DREAMS

A LIFE WAS WASTED
BY THEIR MASTERS´ OWN DESIRE
`CAUSE THEY NEEDED A SERVANT
TO BUILD THEIR WHITE EMPIRE
OF CRIME

ONE DAY HE WAS BOUGHT
BY A MAN HE DIDN´T KNOW
TO A SCHOOL HE WENT AND LEARNT
THE MASTER´S FAULT
TRADERS WERE AFRAID
OF THAT TIM HE COULD ESCAPE
GET THEIR FREEDOM WAS THE END
KNOWLEDGE PUTS THE REST


WHEN THE SUN CAME DOWN
HE WAS TREATED LIKE A CLOWN
HE WAS BEING TAKEN AWAY
FROM HIS NATIVE SOIL AND TOWN POOR TOWN

FORCED IN TO SLAVERY
`CAUSE HE WAS SEEN AS BLACK
A COLOUR LIKE A STIGMA
HE HAD TO CARRY ON
HIS BACK

A LIFE WAS WASTED
BY THEIR MASTERS´ OWN DESIRE
`CAUSE THEY NEEDED A SERVANT
TO BUILD THEIR WHITE EMPIRE
OF CRIME

A LIFE WAS RESCUED
BY THE MONEY OF THE LORD
I ASK MYSELF IF THERE ARE COINS
TO PAY THE YEARS
HE ONCE LOST
Track Name: Barrios Mestizos
HOY EL MISMO BARRIO
QUE MECÍA NUESTROS JUEGOS
RESISTE LOS ATAQUES
Y LA DESILUSIÓN

LAS CALLES SON TRINCHERAS
QUE COMBATEN EL RACISMO
EN UN MISMO PARQUE
SE OYEN GRITOS DE UNIÓN

BARRIOS MESTIZOS
CULTURAS QUE SE UNEN
DIVERSIDAD DE LENGUAS
Y UNA SOLA VOZ

EN LA BOCA DEL METRO
OBREROS QUE SE AGOLPAN
SU ÚNICA ESPERANZA
UN FUTURO MEJOR

FAMILIAS ENTERAS
QUE ATRAVIESAN EL ESTRECHO
CARGADAS DE ILUSIONES
BUSCANDO UN NUEVO HOGAR

SUEÑOS QUE SE ROMPEN
POR NO LLEVAR LOS PAPELES
PAPELES QUE SE ROMPEN
Y NO DEJAN SOÑAR

BARRIOS MESTIZOS!!!
REBELDES Y UNIDOS!!!

SI DISTINTAS MELODÍAS
COMPONEN ESTA CANCIÓN
DIFERENTES CULTURAS
CREAN UN BARRIO MEJOR

SI DISTINTAS MELODÍAS
COMPONEN ESTA CANCIÓN
DIFERENTES CULTURAS
CREAN UN BLOQUE DE UNIÓN

TRAMITES QUE APESTAN
BUROCRACIA Y VUESTRAS LEYES
QUE EN VEZ DE AYUDARLES
A VIVIR CON DIGNIDAD

LES ALEJAN DEL RESTO
QUEBRANTANDO SUS DERECHOS
HABÉIS CREADO UN CERCO
QUE PROHIBÍS ATRAVESAR

GENTE DE LA CALLE
QUE RESPONDE CON SU FUERZA
ROMPIENDO LAS BARRERAS
DE LA DESIGUALDAD

CANCIONES DE LUCHA
QUE RESPALDAN ESTE BARRIO
MULTICULTURAL
QUE AGUANTA SIN CESAR

BARRIOS MESTIZOS!!!
REBELDES Y UNIDOS!!!

SI DISTINTAS MELODÍAS
COMPONEN ESTA CANCIÓN
DIFERENTES CULTURAS
CREAN UN BARRIO MEJOR

SI DISTINTAS MELODÍAS
COMPONEN ESTA CANCIÓN
DIFERENTES CULTURAS
CREAN UN BLOQUE DE UNIÓN

HOY EL MISMO BARRIO
QUE MECÍA NUESTROS JUEGOS
RESISTE LOS ATAQUES
Y LA DESILUSIÓN

LAS CALLES SON TRINCHERAS
QUE COMBATEN EL FASCISMO
EN UN MISMO PARQUE
SE OYEN GRITOS DE UNIÓN
Track Name: Old Drunken Jig
MELODIES WERE TAKEN
FROM THE CHEST OF OUR LEGENDS
STAVES REMAINED UNBROKEN
THROUGH THE JIGS I NOW REMEMBER

INHERITED AS TREASURE
OF A PAST WHERE MY ANCESTORS
ASKED ME TO KEEP THIS ENDLESS TRIP
TO GRASP MEMORIES

EARLY IN THE MORNING
I LEAN OUT JUST TO SEE
THE GRASS IS WET, IT´S FOGGY OUT THERE
THE GREY WIND SHAKES ME

I COULDN´T FIND THE BAGPIPE
DWARFS MAY HAVE TAKEN IT
A FAIR REVENGE, SINCE I HAVE PLAYED
THE OLD DRUNKEN JIG

THE COLD DOESN’T MIND
MY FRIENDS ARE OUTSIDE
I GO OUT IN SEARCH
OF THE BARS WE COME BY
THAT LET US STAY
TOGETHER TILL LATE
NIGHTS ARE SPENT
THE JIG´S HEARD AGAIN

WE SHARE MORE THAN WE NEED
THE SONG IS NOT OVER, IN YOUR SKIN´S STILL
BAGPIPES WHICH MERGE WITH YOUR TEARS
YOUR ROOTS SEW THE NOTES OF THE OLD DRUNKEN JIG


THE WOODEN DOOR IS OPEN
NOW ALONE CORNERS SPEAK
I SMELL EMPTINESS, THE BEER IN KEGS
ECHOES OF SOME GRIEF

FIDDLERS SHOW HEARTACHES
THE BAGPIPE STEALS MY BREATH
AT LAST WE´RE ALL ABLE TO SING
THE OLD DRUNKEN JIG

WON´T WAIT TILL MORNING ARRIVES
THE DAWN CLOSE THE BARS AND CUT OUT THE RHYMES
GREEN SHAMROCKS ARE TATTOOED IN YOUR VEINS
THAT GARDEN YOU DREAMT OF GIVES LUCK TO YOUR FATE

WE SHARE MORE THAN WE NEED….