Carabelas

Caravels loaded with bad omens
Messengers of trap and colonization
They touch land causing a great shipwreck
Loaded with demons and a new religion
They stepped on Guanahani land
Welcome desolation

Those dreams of fraud and looting
That taste for gold and those cravings for power
It's the cancer that still sickens the heir
It's the story of a land condemned to suffer

But the Black and the Indian and the Spanish
Mixed to give a taste to God
But the Black and the Indian and the Spanish
Mixed to give a taste to God