La Vaca II

And I escaped from the pen and now I can't stop
Walking through the green field without looking
Overflowing, unrestrained, with no restrictions
With a always steady pace, undefeated towards the sun.

And even if they follow me, I don't think they can find me
Not the owner of the estate nor the military guard
Sooner or later someone will have to understand me
That I'm not good for confinement, much less for eating!

And that's how you see that things are upside down
If you don't squint, you surely won't see it
And there it goes without looking, following the butcher
All going in together to the slaughterhouse.

And even if they follow me, I don't think they can find me
Not the owner of the estate nor the military guard
Sooner or later someone will have to understand me
That I'm not good for confinement, much less for eating!

I'm walking like a cow, and they can't catch me anymore
I'm not going back to the pen

I'm walking like a cow under the sky,
Under the sun, under the rain, all day long
And if I find rye and a good combination
I'll have a tea made of mushrooms from my own production.

And now I don't walk.. I run, scream and sing this song!
And I laugh at the estate and its owner for being a jerk
Biting the ground.. Thinking they have to understand me
That I'm not good for confinement, much less for eating!

I'm walking like a cow, and they can't catch me anymore
I'm not going back to the pen
I'm walking like a cow, and they can't catch me anymore
I'm not going back to the pen