Un Madero Mil Lapiceros
Envidia Kotxina
A Stick Thousand Pens
Forgive us for so much hatred
We cannot bear their arrogance
Forgive us for being spoiled
We like sirens in the sea
Forgive our ignorance
We don't know where their heart is
Forgive us if we stain them
With our blood on the van
They are not human beings in front of us
There are no animals with more sensitivity
To be cruel to the weak
Torturing those they detain
They shut me up and sit down here no one is innocent
Stick bastard, hit your mother
Stick thug, they pay you to mess with me
The pain you cause us
Is less than the sorrow you give us
And your punches in the mouth
Won't make us shut up
Let them die, what a shame
When they tell where they will work
Let them die, let them die
They are not human beings in front of us
There are no animals with more sensitivity
To be cruel to the weak, torturing those they detain
They shut me up and sit down here no one is innocent
They are not human beings in front of us
There are animals with more sensitivity
They shut me up and sit down here no one is innocent
They are not human beings in front of us
There are animals with more sensitivity...
