Tiempos Violentos
Siempre dijeron al pasar
Que era muy tarde para mí
Y hoy no es tarde
Al pensar y decidir
Y el que me acuse sin razón
Algún motivo le daré
No sé rezar y nunca quise aprender
Hay que salir a gritar
Hay que salir a soñar
Hay que salir a morir
Una vez mas
Salir a gritar
Salir a soñar
Salir a morir
Una vez más
Son tiempos violentos
No me preguntes nada más
Disfruto de mi soledad
Y solo muestro lo que yo te quiero dar
Violent Times
They always said as they passed by
That it was too late for me
And today it's not too late
When thinking and deciding
And whoever accuses me without reason
I'll give them a reason
I don't know how to pray and never wanted to learn
You have to go out and scream
You have to go out and dream
You have to go out and die
Once again
Go out and scream
Go out and dream
Go out and die
Once again
These are violent times
Don't ask me anything else
I enjoy my solitude
And only show what I want to give you