crispin basillo where are you
your mother is looking for you
crispin basillo where are you
your mother is looking for you
thoughts covered with hatred and anger
feelings wounded by great pain
in the town yard the foreigner reigns
washed with his own blood
crispin basillo where are you
your mother is looking for you
crispin basillo is 'n you
your mother is already looking for you
witness to the torture you pretenders
pretend to be patriots abundant in taste
from the ancestor who dripped sweat
inherited by the worldly wish
crispin basillo where are you
your mother is looking for you
crispin basillo where are you
your mother is looking for you
loving mother to the missing son
tears fall from the dream that was stolen
lost hope from the horror that was seen
hope there is still something left
crispin basillo where are you
looking for you and your mother
crispin basillo where are you
your mother is looking for you

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