"Yo no fui" is a fusion of rap. rock and pop tune. The song is about the fact that the world is full of dirt everywhere and everybody says it was not him or her..then who is it which creates all the mes around us!
It is of ecological nature.
VOICE 1: The radio starts And the news is heard. The world is increasingly complicated by the crisis. Today is just another day, in just another year. We will continue reporting. Here is To Mezclao with urban feeling. To Mezclao. I have the news but first you are going to listen to me also to analyze So that you learn to respect, so that you learn to respect VOICE 2: Come on, come on. CHORUS: It wasn't me, no, it wasn't me, Questions without answers. Life is already hard. It wasn't me, no, it wasn't me, Questions without answers, how hard life is. VOICE 3: Well, I've started. Walking down the street I see pure filth and everywhere something stinks on the corners, and dirty people get dirty, junk food is the recipe for garbage and always from a full, full mouth, comes the same lie. The same lie. CHORUS: Questions without answers, how hard life is. VOICE 2: How hard life is VOICE 3: The charm of the waves, damn cocktail makes you dizzy, plants and trees all live burned and this land of mine, mine, Invaded by the rich VOICE 1: The rain falls but acidic and someone recycles the dirty money. VOICE 3: Captivated by the pure air, get tough, be mature. Tough, Tough. Every river turns into black water. Black. That water we drink is VOICE 1: It's pure amoeba soup. VOICE 1: We are drowning in pure waste. VOICE 3: In pure waste VOICE 1: There are those who cry for fame and lose themselves in vice, In vice. I keep informing you that the world is changing and that everything is upside down. CHORUS: It wasn't me, I swear it wasn't me, questions without answers, how hard life is. VOICE 3: It wasn't me, It wasn't me, it wasn't me. CHORUS: It wasn't me, it wasn't me, it wasn't me, it wasn't me, it wasn't me, it wasn't me, it wasn't me. VOICE 3: What I dream is far from my sight and I don't accept the abuse of the extremists. CHORUS. It wasn't me, it wasn't me. VOICE 1: Today is just another day, CHORUS: It wasn't me, It wasn't me. VOICE 1: Just another year. CHORUS: It wasn't me, It wasn't me, It wasn't me, It wasn't me, It wasn't me. VOICE 1: I've got the news.
VOZ 1: Comienza la radio
Y se escuchan las noticias.
El mundo cada vez está más complicado en la crisis.
Hoy es un día cualquiera,
de un año cualquiera.
Seguiremos informando.
Aquí está To Mezclao
con sentimiento urbano.
To Mezclao.
La noticia la tengo yo pero antes me vas a escuchar
también a analizar
Para que tú aprendas a respetar,
para que tú aprendas a respetar
VOZ 2: Vamos,
Vamos.
CORO: No fui yo, no, no fui yo,
Preguntas sin respuesta.
Ya dura es la vida.
No fui yo, no, no fui yo,
Preguntas sin respuesta,
qué dura es la vida.
VOZ 3: Bueno ya empecé.
Caminando por la calle veo pura porquería
y donde quiera algo apesta en las esquinas,
y ensucia la gente sucia,
la comida chatarra es la receta para las basuras
y siempre de la boca llena, llena, sale la misma mentira.
La misma mentira.
CORO: Preguntas sin respuesta,
qué dura es la vida.
VOZ 2: Qué dura es la vida
VOZ 3: El encanto de las olas, maldito coctel te marea,
plantas y árboles viven todos calcinados y esta tierra mía, mía,
Invadida por lo ricos
VOZ 1: Cae la lluvia pero ácida
y alguien recicla el dinero sucio.
VOZ 3: Cautivado por el aire puro,
ponte duro,
sé maduro.
Duro, Duro.
Cada río se convierte en aguas negras.
Negras.
Esa agua que bebemos es
VOZ 1: Es pura sopa de amebas.
VOZ 1: Estamos ahogados en puros desperdicios.
VOZ 3: En puros desperdicios
VOZ 1: Hay quien llora por la fama y se pierde en el vicio,
En el vicio.
Te sigo informando que el mundo está cambiando y que todo está al revés.
CORO: No fui yo,
te juro no fui yo,
preguntas sin respuesta
qué dura es la vida.
VOZ 3: No fui yo,
No fui yo,
no fui yo.
CORO: No fui yo,
no fui yo,
no fui yo,
no fui yo
no fui yo,
no fui yo,
no fui yo,
no fui yo.
VOZ 3: Lo que sueño está lejos de mi vista
y no acepto el abuso de los extremistas.
CORO. No fui yo,
no fui yo.
VOZ 1: Hoy es un día cualquiera,
CORO: No fui yo,
No fui yo.
VOZ 1: De un año cualquiera.
CORO: No fui yo,
No fui yo,
No fui yo,
No fui yo,
No fui yo.
VOZ 1: La noticia la tengo yo.