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If it seems that this is how we are just going
With our heads down and without the desire to look
Without a smile, inert and pure aggressiveness
And you are not satisfied with this reality,
br/>Because you are a sensational crazy person.
You just go on automatic pilot with hope
And I feel the same way, I want to die living, and not live dying!
Listen, she saw herself being a maid in her home
Her brother scratched his balls non-stop
(The Argentine player is protected by mom and dad)
And one day she gets tired of machismo family, looking for alternatives,
Aiming for something more than being able to raise children,
Serve the husband and sit and wait
And I feel the same, I want to die living, and not live dying!
br/>How much more do we have to expect to explode with frustration
Fantasizing about a triumphant rescue from a salvation army?
If it's you and me!! It's true!!!
I feel the same way, I want to die living, and not live dying.
I can hear the voices that come today from some corner
a muffled scream in frustration, such Maybe they are our dead speaking to us. Marching, they go. If I feel them coming, their footsteps sound strong now. A regiment of souls that one day existed of people who at least tried. And I listen, but it is my own voice. and I also hear your voice
and now I feel, and thousands, a million, a salvation army is useless and wanting to avoid these voices they cannot remain silent and they say the usual things, they are familiar phrases, words repeated but never fulfilled, they ask for peace, work, dignity, equality social justice
enough of violence unity enough of killing each other anymore!!!