Paraula de Senyor

I don't care if they tell me they love you, they have paid me
A lot of money, to sell this body
I'm tired, of being touched and desired, against my will
And that's why I'm going to your island, I take refuge in your gaze, I
Find solace in your trust
I walk barefoot through insecurity

Come on, girl! Don't worry anymore! Get dressed up and go
Get the passport
I will give death to those who oppose it, this is not life for you
My life, you are not a flower to be stepped on
Word
Of the Lord

And suddenly I find myself with other people, facing another
culture, pretending to be happy
They seem nice, I no longer trust anything, but I'm in love
But madness makes an appearance, as the bad
Tongues say I'm after their fortune
And now the moon doesn't want to shine for me

Come on, brunette! This is worth it! My people are
Brave, and they stay silent when they see you
Look, this is
A two-way thing, and now you have a beautiful world that is
Much better by far, no one is superior to you
Word of the Lord