Chained
With revenge between my fingers, a bitter taste
that needs the consolation of the same God
We will know what our fault is, flag and rudder of
A ship that sinks...
Within the sea I will live with the mark of desolation
on my face and on my chest the whip of humiliation
Chained like a dog at the gate
of your sins, always a slave and servant
With a tomorrow ahead, an uncertain future
With a thousand promises in the air that will not be fulfilled
he is piling up his failures in the attic of broken dreams
Within the sea I will live with the mark of desolation
on my face and on my chest the whip of humiliation
Chained like a dog at the gate
of your sins always, slave and servant
Learn to live without fear, with courage
Toss the coin in the air, heads or tails
Touch and brush the ground , without falling
for I am a slave to reason
Your stained hands wield the whip of humiliation
Chained like a dog at the gate
of your sins always, slave and servant
Learn to live without fear, with courage
Throw the coin in the air, heads or tails
Touch and brush the ground, without falling
because I am a slave of reason