Como Un Martillo En La Pared
Amaral
Like a Hammer on the Wall
Who called you
To be judge, jury, and executioner?
Who gave you the power to know
What’s trivial and what’s profound?
What’s the high-minded reason
That drives your actions?
I know it’s impossible for envy
To have stained so many hands.
But it could happen
Anything could happen
History repeats itself over and over
Like a hammer on the wall.
It doesn’t matter who threw the first stone
Because the next one buried my soul
From head to toe.
At the gates of a new era
That could set us all free
I know it’s impossible
For my freedom to be inconceivable.
But it could happen
Anything could happen
History repeats itself over and over
Like a hammer on the wall.
I know it could happen
Anything could happen
History repeats itself over and over
Like a hammer on the wall.
Like a bullet in the back
Empty the magazine over and over
Like a hammer on the wall.
