(Pedrini)
I have a strange dream you know
I would like to leave, never return
Come away with me, Milan won't notice
We will be there, without notifying not even the bar
Blood and heart
Women and sun South America
The man laughs
Green gold South America
The big city, immense cathedral
They smile at you, they hide the hunger
Land of fire, Rio
Like in a dream my friend
The deities, the Andes, Inti, God the sun
Drips blood then another religion
Sacred land
Raped South America
Laugh man
Green gold South America
I will walk the streets of the bandit,
Loved by the people, killed by the state
Argentina
Grinta y vida South America
Sacred land
Raped