What They Don't Know
In disapproval
They turn their back.
In disappointment
they turn to black.
Choose not to believe
cowardly they converse
facades that they retrieve
cowardly they disperse
Their disagreement
they will inject.
Disentanglement
they will reject.
Choose not to believe
cowardly they converse
facades that they retrieve
cowardly they disperse
Can they accept
the evident?
Can they appoint
the competent?
What they can't show
What they don't know
Where they don't go
What they don't know, know, know, know.....
Standing in the faceless crowd
watching with skeptical eyes
the place where one won't flourish
what could fulfill their lives
Brand the stigma of contempt
No one sees the flower die
The man will wilt
The man succumbs
The man will die
With disengagement
to innovate
With their disablement
free to create
Choose not to believe
cowardly they converse
facades that they retrieve
cowardly they disperse
Lo que no saben
En desaprobación
Ellos dan la espalda.
En decepción
ellos se vuelven negros.
Eligen no creer
cobardemente conversan
fachadas que recuperan
cobardemente dispersan.
Su desacuerdo
ellos inyectarán.
Desenredamiento
ellos rechazarán.
Eligen no creer
cobardemente conversan
fachadas que recuperan
cobardemente dispersan.
¿Pueden aceptar
lo evidente?
¿Pueden designar
al competente?
Lo que no pueden mostrar
Lo que no saben
Donde no van
Lo que no saben, saben, saben, saben.....
Parados en la multitud sin rostro
observando con ojos escépticos
el lugar donde uno no florecerá
lo que podría cumplir sus vidas
Marca el estigma del desprecio
Nadie ve morir la flor.
El hombre se marchitará
El hombre sucumbe
El hombre morirá.
Con desvinculación
para innovar
Con su discapacidad
libres para crear.
Eligen no creer
cobardemente conversan
fachadas que recuperan
cobardemente dispersan.