El Sistema

I think, I think, I think but I can't find the way out
corriendo, corriendo, corriendo más y corriendo para atrás
Where is the progress, when we see unemployment?
where is the future if it depends on a good living

Where is the happiness? Where is the love?

I see a policeman, I see a criminal (it's today's system)
I see a bureaucrat who will cheat me (it's today's system)
I see a soldier, I see your tears (it's today's system)
I see that the shit doesn't let me see

I think, I think, I think but the neurons are not enough
to understand that injustice is so vulgar
harassing the most submissive to dominate
alerting those who, like me, do not want to be silent

Where is the happiness? Where is the love?

"Officials don't work
politicians talk but don't say,
voters vote but don't choose,
information media misinform,
education centers teach to ignore,
judges condemn the victims,
soldiers are at war against their compatriots,
police do not fight crimes because they are busy committing them,
bankruptcies are socialized, profits are privatized,
money is freer than people,
people are at the service of things."

I continue, I continue, I continue the same, fighting from within
that eternal struggle that those who are not here started today,
how many sick people who want you on your knees
assuming a world that suffocates you in mediocrity

Where is the happiness? Where is the love?