No Hay Flores En Venus

[Gambeta]
I'm a natural shot like Django
I love everything wild except for Dangond
Death never took Gonzalo Arango
Today he lives in every madness written by my generation, and on Venus

It was never so easy to get women
And never so hard to find the one who truly loves you
In a world against the faithful, pay attention to the signs
The biggest mistakes, can't be washed away even with detergent

I've learned to cut with the knives
That I carry on my back
I ate shit, I tasted honey and it tastes so good!
Do you know why you're crying now?
Because you set a value and I prefer those who value themselves

Outside there are no people, only smartphones
More ducks than geese and me drunk invoking Garzón
The conclusion of my planet is that they wear love like clothes
Without knowing it's the first thing taken from them

[Lianna]
Value the essence, that's the difference
The senses awaken, the mind feeds
Deep in the soul, words planted freedom
And now the flowers grow in spring

[Kaztro]
Give way to reason, to hate and to love in vain
At least they are behaviors too human
Leaving the homeless those sidewalk dreams
To the terminally ill, the desire to live so sincere

Suffering is for many but felt by few
Feeling is selfish and more than unique, it's one's own
Wealth was called luck, a poor warning
Misfortune A.K.A God so desired

On Venus they didn't read me stories, I imagined them
While Nacho read, I trusted more in what was happening to me
The lady of the empanadas can't stand on her feet
Life demands sacrifice, aiming not at the stem but at the temple

Cats continue to console the devout
Who can't stand children or can't stand the rats
Bleeding through my mouth what the wound experienced
The seeds cultivated wisdom for my life

[Lianna]
Value the essence, that's the difference
The senses awaken, the mind feeds
Deep in the soul, words planted freedom
And now the flowers grow in spring