Zapatos de Mi Conciencia

What I say in this song
Is the story of an encounter
I had with an old man
And his ancient poetry
The two roses in his hands

He told me to arrive early
Is to see things head-on
And you also have time
To look at them twice

Seeing the old man barefoot
I wanted to give him my shoes
And he said "it's not necessary"
What matters is your conscience
It's not important the clothing
But to deeply distinguish
Those who are eating gods
And defecating demons

If you walk a path
They shout at you from side to side
But don't stop your march
Just to listen to them
You will always find the height
Where everyone can see you
And where you can bow
Without the danger of falling

Shoes of my conscience
For better or for worse, they are guiding me
Shoes of my conscience

The old man's skin
Marked by lashes
For yesterday's misery
Kept coming his way
And he told of his past
He didn't want to be a God, not a hero
Nobody believes in gods
And heroes are condemned
To become statues
That birds pity
Indeed, statues
Under birds are pitiful

Shoes of my conscience
For better or for worse, they are guiding me
Shoes of my conscience

Shoes of my conscience
For better or for worse, they are guiding me
Shoes of my conscience