Lirios
Estamos encadenados, a un sistema repelente.
Somos seres enjaulados, en espera de la muerte
Somos seres sepultados, bajo el peso de los vicios.
Somos seres condenados, escupimos al destino.
Gilipollas educados, nos vacilan y nos mienten.
Terroristas de corbata, acribillan nuestra mente.
Somos víctimas fatales, de las cosas del estado.
Somos víctimas fatales, del estado de las cosas.
Somos lirios, somos rosas,
somos lindas mariposas.
Maravillas de este mundo,
que yo nunca entenderé.
Qué rebiente la barraca,
qué rebiente de una vez.
Lilies
We are chained to a repellent system.
We are caged beings, waiting for death.
We are buried beings, under the weight of vices.
We are condemned beings, we spit at destiny.
Educated idiots, they mock us and lie to us.
Tie-wearing terrorists, riddle our minds.
We are fatal victims, of the state of things.
We are fatal victims, of the state of things.
We are lilies, we are roses,
we are beautiful butterflies.
Wonders of this world,
that I will never understand.
Let the shack explode,
let it explode once and for all.