There are already too many hands with daggers in my back
Many of those hands used to shake my palms
Sometimes I think there are no souls
That were exchanged for weapons, butts, and skirts
Or anything that costs but is not worth it
Calmness embarked us in this storm that no longer clears
Crime is in fashion, it's the only reason
To explain why they want to kill me for giving an opinion
Because each song is a daughter of my inspiration
Reason that makes me sing from the heart without following a pattern
Maybe I'm not right, it's my opinion that I comment
To convey a thought: love and resentment, for example
Yaoh, to describe a feeling
Or to explain with rhymes my disappointment, like in this moment
That I feel ignored and misunderstood
By those masses that embrace the senseless
You have no idea how much I've struggled
To eat three times today and have a roof for the cold
I sing what I've learned, not what I've suffered
So that a son of a bitch comes to tell me that I haven't lived

Brothers, the world is already over
Don't believe in me, believe in yourself, look around you
We are in extra time, here life doesn't count
Hearts are for sale

Brothers, the world is already over
Don't believe in me, believe in yourself, look around you
We are in extra time, here life doesn't count
Hearts are for sale

Brothers! The world is already over
Don't believe in me, believe in yourself, look around you
We are in extra time, life doesn't count
The soul is for sale

I am another poet who is being sincere, at least
In another song that talks about a world that is going downhill
In the land of never ever, neither more nor less
We are Peter (because the bread) we no longer have it
Today everyone wants to be first
Maybe that's why they want to see us dead instead of supporting us
But as a Cuban brother told me
"Those who throw the most at us are the ones who admire us the most"
Yes! Come on Venezuela wake up
Yaoh! Latin America wake up
This song won't be eternal, from your side until you learn
To clean the shit that affects your mind

Brothers, the world is already over
I'm not saying it, just look at the day to day
And they are not prophecies of a messiah
It's a call against anarchy and hypocrisy

Brothers! The world is already over
Don't believe in me, believe in yourself, look around you
We are in extra time, here life doesn't count
The soul is for sale
Brothers!

People, wake up
The future is here present
Look beyond your nose
Find yourself
Yaoh
Kapúto
Indigos
Dah!
Canserbero
We sing from the soul
People wake up
Get rid of it
Yeah yeah
Drugs, deaths, hunger, terrorism
Rapes, epidemics, extortions
So many hating me for what I sing
Look around you and tell me if the world hasn't ended
At least that's what I think

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