There's something
That upsets man
More than anything else,
A word is not enough
To define it.
Hate, fear, terror, anguish,
Anger and bitterness,
The will to hit back,
The desperation for the deads,
Rancour exploding
Towards the guilty heads.
Ideological hate.
Implacable.
Always present through the centuries.
The vile and brutal scorn for life.
Billions of people that think,
Talk and suffer
From the same incredible event
Only one point.
Nothing else.
We are here powerless.
We would like
To not be part of this history,
But we are.
And we're on one side, inevitably.
We're humans, man/men/wolves.
The world revolves
In the same old way.
Life will never change.
Never.
And God will have pity and mercy
For our souls,
God will have pity and mercy
Even for their' s.
For this reason we'll fight,
Aware of the mistake
We're about to make.

I was riding around with my worst friend.
It was the seventh of September; the day that I surrendered.
Now fifteen more 'til my birthday.
And he was talking about a girl that he'd just met.
What was her name? I can't remember.
Oh, but man she was a mover.
You should have seen the way she danced.
Oh baby, please don't leave me here with these awful people
I fear may help me become a man I will regret.
And they say when you finally lose your love,
it's gone but you never forget.
Well, my cup runneth over with dyin' dreams and losing bets.
And if every man's an island and you just don't look back,
oh, the stories they say we'll tell.
Well, I tell too many stories, so I guess it's just as well.
Oh, keep that bad news to yourself,
yeah, save it for somebody else.
Yeah, baby, I do believe I'll never see your face again.
Oh baby, I got somethin' to tell you.
These awful people don't know me as well as you do.
I'll save my good side for you.
And on the last night of summer and I got you alone,
we talked until dawn then I walked you home.
And I said baby, there's someone out there for you