Mar
Bea Duarte
Sea
They love to talk
How should I act
They love to judge
What should I feel
But they here in my place, would do much worse
Just one day
Living in my place
They wouldn’t take it hold on, hold on
They wouldn’t take it hold on, hold on
I doubt they would want to swim
Against the current right here on my place
If I was on the boat I would never touch in the water
But we are not in the even in the same sea
They who have the power
They always say that everything is the same
How to you get there
It was just climb stairs
And not cliffs, mountains
Tricks and exploits
Who plays the cards and it has the tricks
It always says the game, it’s fair, it’s right
For who?
Just one day
They wouldn’t take it hold on, hold on
They wouldn’t take it hold on, hold on
I doubt they would want to swim
Against the current right here on my place
If I was on the boat I would never touch in the water
But we are not in the even in the same sea
Sea
Just one day