Infierno Y Paraiso

At this point and halfway through the record, I'm not comfortable if I don't criticize
this satellite of the universe, perfect center of the infinite.
This is where different destinies start, according to each one, according to their remains
in a chain of triumphs, failures, on a journey between hell and paradise.

Here they don't ask for your passport, nor identity card,
if you've been good, okay, you can go through, the others can go down to the basement
you find everything, strange types, from the great counselor to the seven dwarfs,
from Snow White to Madame Bovary, but you don't decide if you belong there.

Credit cards never work, whether poor or rich, it's all the same to you.
The laws are good, the same for everyone, no appeals to the court.
Joking or serious, we reach the bottom, without answering the demand,
with fierce doubts, with great confidence, bought for a dime in a bargain.

I'll go to Paradise, maybe to hell,
two streets in the end, to the eternal abode,
Saint Peter, the devil, we think, we doubt,
time is passing, but......you don't expect it
Bye, handsome