The world is stone
They want to numb our minds
They tell us that paradise is here
Bombs and missiles stop
The world is stoooooone
A technological advancement
Instead of healing our hemorrhages

It's the irony of fate
I was born on the rooster's soil
Economically poor
The global mafia scams me
There's no more harmony in my family
Your sex ads traumatize young girls
May God save us
Man of the world, there are no gangs without weapons
Nor bodies without souls
Few mothers without tears
There's almost no more air
Modern times are heavy
We dehydrate with water from
Fire in the abyss
We die a little each day
Charles misery is not
Less painful in the sun
In Comoros how many dream of Marseille
At - 5 in winter while they know that here we
Are masochistic teenagers
That we pierce and we
Draw on our bodies
That we fight the fascist
And that money is the brother of selfishness
That to rub shoulders with them is to lose
Unrealistic proportions
How many people are misunderstood
So they give up
This phobia exists, it's sad
What happens to kids
Papé victims of being clairvoyant
Contaminated before reading the consonant
The vowel
The years pass like months
The months like weeks
The weeks pass like the
Days and Africa bleeds
Who holds the reins? Stone
The world is stone
They want to numb our minds
They tell us that paradise is here
Bombs and missiles stop
The world is stoooooone
A technological advancement
Instead of healing our hemorrhages

I was born at this time when hunger
Should be a crime against humanity
Mentalities are lacking in fertility
Where peace has been aborted since
The dove burns
On the flame of the Statue of Liberty
Where youth is a drama
Who learns from a wrinkled policy
TV show in full puberty
Where my tears soak his
Letters from the homeland
Because we prefer to go to Mars to
Put water and electricity
Where for shit you go to jail
While in the kindergarten Cupid's arrows are
Shot by Dutroux
Where bastards confuse cradle and tomb
Where the blood of the soil is much
More expensive than that of a child
Where they lock you up for your ideas
Where the old can't stand the summer
Where mothers still don't know
The joy of breastfeeding
There are so many people who suffer
I can lift the blindfold that
You have on your eyes
But you also have to open them
That you hurt, like I hurt
Seeing these 12-year-old girls
Found in the woods I hurt
For all these war orphans who
Envy us our Mother's Day
I hurt
For all these victims of epidemics
Of earthquakes and attacks I hurt
Because our children grow up in
This stone world

The world is stone
They want to numb our minds
They tell us that paradise is here
Bombs and missiles stop
The world is stoooooone
A technological advancement
Instead of healing our hemorrhages

Ok, let's stop the massacre
Know that the human bomb was
Invented only to defend ourselves
So I shit on those who exploit it to
Fail to harm, to follow, to suffer
The evil of children who have
Their limbs in plaster
The world dilates and oxygen devours us
But we remain diplomatic in the face of this
Stone world that devours us
Too much effort see for little success
Because no one arouses the maintenance
Of hope that
Make our skins irritate
It's dead brother when the
Bullets relieve our voices
Dead like the dead we mourn
During attacks
It's dead brother when our imams and
Priests serve dirty sentences
While they should make our
Holy places full rooms
Deadly like dropping money for a bitch
Deadly like the world works in the
Ruins only for a peso
Favelas of the world
Where piranhas are deboned
The cries of SOS
Fear loaded in large doses
So sign a petition in the margin
Because the main lines are made for
Great men with broad knowledge
To know cowards
In front of our empty cemeteries
So I spit on slavery which
Has not been abolished stone
The world is stone
They want to numb our minds
They tell us that paradise is here
Bombs and missiles stop
The world is stoooooone
A technological advancement
Instead of healing our hemorrhages

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