Vetusta Morla un da en el mundo

During the day they lock us in their cement cages
and we learn from the lion.
At night we catch suffocated hearts
and shoot in his honor.
Look at me, I'm happy, your game has left me like this.
Consume, produce, blood covers my nose.
I don't know where the rumor that saw us born went,
he paid the cage to the trainer.
We dilate our pupils in encounters with mermaids
with neon legs.
And we blaspheme for God,
we promise for you.
We crush our tight bodies for a cardboard dream.
Look at me, I'm happy, your game has left me like this.
Disguise, seduce, make myself pretty for you.
I don't know where the rumor that saw us born went,
he paid the cage to the trainer.
Look at me, I'm happy.
Look at me, your game has left me like this.
Look at me, what am I doing here?
Look at me, your game has left me like this.
I don't know what happened to that rumor that saw us grow up being
the meat of the lion.
Look at me, I'm happy, your game has left me like this.
Deceive, seduce, make myself beautiful for you.
I don't know where the rumor went, he paid the cage to the trainer.
Look at me, I'm happy.
Look at me, your game has left me like this....