Despierta

Wake up
what is a new day
Open your eyes now!

It's words like these that will make you wake up
And they will give an answer to your dead questions
Who lost their lives climbing a hill
Of supposed illusions that were put up for sale
And not everyone is what they seem

When the devil tempts
The conscience dies, and the heart walks on its own
I'm tired of respecting those who don't respect
If you don't want to get screwed, then stop the tricks

Why do you invent and try to do pirouettes
With the truth, if the truth is from honest people?
Tell me
Why do you invent and try to do pirouettes?
With reality, if the truth belongs to honest people?

Don't you tell lies anymore?
That's a lie
May God double what you think when you look at me
And if you still breathe, hold on to life
That time passes and outings are reduced
Look around you, there's too much intrigue
But where is the love, if you are worried it is what the neighbors say
who call themselves your friends
If they would turn their back on you, if they would give you a belly

Tell me, how many people do you trust?
If trust these days is a utopia
Tell me, how many people do you trust?
If trust these days is a utopia

Now everyone is wondering what would happen
Are they masters of truth, or slaves of hypocrisy?
Now everyone is wondering what would happen
Are they masters of the truth or slaves?

This is just one person's opinion
That like many of you
Fight to escape
Of the filthy centrist ego thinking

That covers individuals and forces them to kill themselves
What makes us poor is not the lack of money
It's the thirst for power, ambition and ego
Your desire to be rich, I have desire to be old
And to be able to recognize the truth from afar

Being able to touch you just by talking to you
Look you in the eyes and form a world apart
That's my desire, that's how I think about tomorrow
And I hope tomorrow you are here to tell you

Tell me, how many people do you trust?
If trust these days is a utopia
Now everyone is wondering what would happen
Are they masters of truth, or slaves of hypocrisy?

Tell me, how many people do you trust?
If trust these days is a utopia
Now everyone is wondering what would happen
Are they masters of the truth or slaves?

What makes us poor is not the lack of money
It's the thirst for power, ambition and ego
Your desire to be rich, I have the desire to be old
And to be able to recognize the truth from afar

To be able to touch you just by talking to you
Look you in the eyes and form a world apart
That's my desire, that's how I think about tomorrow
And I hope tomorrow you are here to tell you

How many people do they trust?
an irony
Tell me what would happen?
Are they masters of truth or slaves of hypocrisy?
Tell me

How many people do they trust?
An utopia
Tell me what would happen?
Wake up
A new day