Desencuentro

You are disoriented and you don't know
Which 'trole' to take to move on.
And in this mismatch with faith
You want to cross the sea and you can't.
The spider you saved stung you
-What are you going to do!-
And the man you helped did you wrong
-Just go ahead!-
And all the carnival
Shouting trampled
The fraternal hand
That God gave you.

What a mismatch!
Even God is distant!
You cry inside,
Everything is a story, everything is vile.

In the carnival against the flow
A lackey tricked Jesus...
Don't even trust your brother,
They hang you from the cross...

You wanted with tenderness, and love
Devoured you from behind to the kidney.
They laughed at your hug and right there
They sank you with resentment all the harpoon.

Bitter mismatch, because you see
It's the other way around...
You believed in honesty
And in morality...
What stupidity!

That's why in your total
Failure of living,
Not even the final shot
Will work out for you.