Un Manto de Libertad
Bulldog
A Cloak of Freedom
Sometimes I want to live in another reality
change my gaze to another place
not suffer from the mundane things around here.
I’ve met a lot of people from the north and the south
they all make you feel their passion with warmth
I’ve seen places of such beauty, from our nation.
And the night found its way
and the band started to play
and the kids received a cloak of freedom.
A communion of hidden ideas, so much hate, so much repression
let’s just have a good time, even if it’s just for today!
Walking through the night, I hear the rumor
that minds melt together like in an illusion
and I rise, I get lost, and I crash against a wall.
I see smiles different from the ones I make
I see people so fake behind a religion
I hate seeing them pretend to be a better person.
And then I grab my guitar
turn it up loud and start to sing
and let those who want some truth hear it.
The words carried by the wind don’t fit anywhere
they fly alone and end up in Neverland!!
Reality hides behind your eyes
the sound vibrates in the waves
the waves dwell in the energy
the energy is in life
and life hides in reality
and so... we start again!!
And then I grab my guitar
turn it up loud and start to sing
and let those who want some truth hear it.
The words carried by the wind don’t fit anywhere
they fly alone and end up in Neverland.