El Globo
Por todos lados se ven cara de terror
Se escuchan cuentos creidos de la ficcion
Dura es la realidad que toco vivir
El globo manda y te vigila al decidir
Sobrevivir es la meta disfrazada
No servis de nada sino para cumplir
Sobrevivir es la meta disfrazada
Entre tanta cagada lo que queda es huir
Sale en los diarios, radios o television
Esta en la calle y en culquier situación
Calma el dolor solo pa'seguir con su empresa
Mata los sueños, la gente no le interesa
Ya hace un tiempo se sabe que algo anda mal
Y cada año avanza el bien material
Y el hombre sufre y carga con su impotencia
Es este el globo que te asfixia la cabeza
Bueno seria ver a la gente cantando
Verlos a todos por las calles feliz
Bueno seria ver a la gente cantando
Verlos a todos por las calles feliz
Bueno seria ver a la gente cantando
Verlos a todos por las calles feliz
Bueno seria ver a la gente cantando
Verlos a todos por las calles feliz
Bueno seria ver a la gente cantando
Verlos a todos por las calles feliz
The Balloon
Everywhere you see faces of terror
You hear tall tales of fiction
Hard is the reality I have to live
The balloon commands and watches you when deciding
Surviving is the disguised goal
You're good for nothing but to comply
Surviving is the disguised goal
Among so much crap, all that's left is to flee
It's in the newspapers, radios, or television
It's in the street and in any situation
It soothes the pain just to continue with its business
It kills dreams, people don't matter to it
For a while now it's known that something is wrong
And every year material goods advance
And man suffers and bears his impotence
This is the balloon that suffocates your mind
It would be good to see people singing
To see them all happy on the streets
It would be good to see people singing
To see them all happy on the streets
It would be good to see people singing
To see them all happy on the streets
It would be good to see people singing
To see them all happy on the streets
It would be good to see people singing
To see them all happy on the streets