Lagrimas De Metal

The street doesn't smell weird
with lights, no suspicion
and so the rapist lurks
for his victim in solitude
Bad luck is a man
under the killer blade
he forced her behind a corner
and there's a scream by the entrance!
And who is able to say
if abortion is a problem
under the weight of sorrow
and days of loneliness
tears of metal
coming from a woman
biting the moon and not screaming
it hurts more than to you
tears of metal
coming from a woman
so hard to understand
what's close to you
the gray side of confusion
When hunger reigns at the table
not even the neighbor with his smile
nor the pope saying mass
can make the bread grow
And if it's a rejected toy
it will build little houses in the clouds
without TV, sleep doesn't come
love me so I don't cry!
And who is able to say
if abortion is a problem
under the weight of sorrow
and days of loneliness
tears of metal