Finding myself here and constantly
Telling me that I won't leave?
The dull vanity? What a tear
It redeems the evils of those who persist in error
Finding myself here and constantly
Tell me, I feel
As predestined useless
And of every tragedy
Noble my being on stage
Dignified in my fall
We are ready to applaud in chorus
We invoke you, guide who
You never make mistakes
Do you think of me
/>Save me
Who are my enemies now that
I no longer know who
To choose
Your fear? A new beginning
The indefinite? A new beginning
The imperfection? A new beginning
And every mistake? A new beginning
Our story? A hymn to hate
Guilty of tacit consent
A hymn to hate
We sing unawares every day
And every single day
We persist in error
Our history? A hymn to hate
Guilty of tacit consent
A hymn to hate
We sing unaware, every day
And every single day
We persist in error
And then you know
(Today yes)
He lives in an eternal doubt
I have to think about building a life for myself
Can be extended over the next thirty years
(To be interpreted )
With serenity? Lascivious
An equality that
(Consola defends)
Feeds the desire to personalize my prison
Idiot if I ask myself how I managed to feel so good
It arrives in bottom and then you will see
Will you understand that not? It is of no use complaining, without saying
As if by magic the conscience reverses the roles
From victim to responsible for your own evils
Curiosity? A new beginning
Respect? A new beginning
The fantasy? A new beginning
In every fate there is? A new beginning
Our story? A hymn to hate
Guilty of tacit consent
A hymn to hate
We sing unawares every day
And every single day
We persist in error
Our history? A hymn to hate
Guilty of tacit consent
A hymn to hate
We sing unawares every day
And every single day
We persist in error
Mistake, mistake, and, and
Finding myself here and constantly
Telling me that I won't leave?
The dull vanity? What a tear redeems
The evils of those who persist in error
Finding myself here and constantly
Our story? A hymn to hate
Our history? A hymn to hate
Our history? A hymn to hate
Our history? A hymn to hate
Our history? A hymn to hate
Guilty of tacit consent
A hymn to hate
We sing unawares every day
And every single day we persist in error
Our story? A hymn to hate
Guilty of tacit consent
A hymn to hate
And we are unaware of it every day
And every single day we persist in error
Our story ? A hymn to hate