Con Botas Sucias

You are eleven years old
And you look like an old woman
You remain a prisoner
Of your ancestral tastes
You pull your strings to
Cause all the evils
You always feed
On national vices

You don't care about anything
You don't care about anything
And you sanction me...
And you pressure me...
And you distort...
I, your prisoner
I have stopped being
Because I have freed myself
In time from you
And a nightmare
You will never be
You will move away from my dreams

You have puppets
That you handle at your whim
You don't care about anything
As long as you expand your
Empire
You always pretend
So that it is not said
But it is very clear that
All that gives you life

You don't care about anything
You don't care about anything
And you sanction me...
And you pressure me...
And you distort...
I, your prisoner
I have stopped being
Because I have freed myself
In time from you
And a nightmare
You will never be
You will move away from my dreams

You sell whatever always
And when it comes to money
You burn whatever if
That makes you rich
At any moment
You show off your cunning
You were born, you will die living
With dirty boots

You don't care about anything
You don't care about anything
And you sanction me...
And you pressure me...
And you distort...
I, your prisoner
I have stopped being
Because I have freed myself
In time from you
And a nightmare
You will never be
You will move away from my dreams