Esperando Al Viento

I’m living, waiting for the wind
To tear down the concrete
That shelters such filthy humanity
I’m living, waiting for the wind
It’s just a matter of time
Damn time, it’s getting worse every day

And while we’re alive, we’re dead
And we rest, among the concrete
Damn times, times of the dead
Who fear the wind, among the concrete

And a voice understands me
Could it be the voice of the wind?
A voice that tells me
I don’t want to see you dead

Let’s hit the streets
Let’s hit the streets
To provoke the wind
To sweep away bad times
To provoke the wind
To tear down the concrete
That shelters such filthy humanity