Graves of salt
Psychoactive beverages do not pump enough
Nor can aggressive dances show your best side.
Who knows whether it's better that way?
Leave the palace abandoned to fate and doom,
Leave it!
If feline claws don't let you sleep at all
And you don't feel attracted by lavatories,
Who knows whether it's better that way?
Condemn half-truths to exile
Condemn them!
The west is frightened
?it could be a sort of chaman magic?
We have already heard such foolish thoughts
Between the golden oceans and graves of salt.
If you can't believe in written words
This has been a useless way to guide us.
Who knows whether it's better to give up?
Look at the conditions in which we have been forsaken.
Look at them!
(Repeat 2x:)
The west is frightened?
Writer(s): Joaquin Cardiel Gerico, Piedro Lapiedra, Enrique Ortiz Landazuri Yzarduy, Juan Valdivia Navarro
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