Espejos

If you were to look at the mirrors with your eyes
I don't know if you'd see what we see

What do you see?
When you look at yourself in front of the mirror
What do you see?
On the street or anywhere
A couple of years passed and I started messing up
There are things I remember and others I can't forget

They see what they want
And make a difference
There's not much to understand, it's not a matter of science
Nobody ever looks if a damn cop
Hits you on the street or mistreats you like trash

Those hits for me were caresses
That stop me on the street
I don't like being repressed

Resentful jerk, take your punishment
We keep dreaming, you couldn't handle me
I'm not to blame for the things that happen
Tears tattooed from the cradle to the grave

They want to oppress us
And they want to take us away
And they call it an apology, stop bothering
Bad cops who oppress the kids
For wearing a badge around their neck, they act like fools
Poor worker keeps doing his job
Don't abuse your authority, it'll end up in court

What do you see?
When you look at yourself in front of the mirror
What do you see?
On the street or anywhere
A couple of years passed and I started messing up
There are things I remember and others I can't forget

What do you see?
When you look at yourself in front of the mirror
What do you see?
On the street or anywhere
A couple of years passed and I started messing up
There are things I remember and others I can't forget

Blood runs from different cops' guns
Then we're the ones who are accused of an apology
I remember my old man, who talked and told me
To choose the right path and to respect my life

I keep an eye out like an old fox
I draw my own conclusions and break the advice in half
Features, scars in front of the mirror
I don't like anything, I made myself as a kid

I grew up in the neighborhood, learned from the slum
To not starve, I joined the gang
With or without the street
Drugs and pills
How many gunmen have I seen on their knees

Asking the little cowboy
Blessing, blessing
If they throw the gun
Blessing, blessing
To light a candle
Blessing, blessing
I stand up for my family
Blessing, blessing

What do you see?
When you look at yourself in front of the mirror
What do you see?
On the street or anywhere
A couple of years passed and I started messing up
There are things I remember and others I can't forget

What do you see?
When you look at yourself in front of the mirror
What do you see?
On the street or anywhere
A couple of years passed and I started messing up
There are things I remember and others I can't forget

My skin bears the marks of all the moments
Joys and sorrows that mark my feelings
I learned as a kid to always be alert
Letting out the pain I carry inside on a microphone

The price is high
It's screams, gunshots
How many times have I seen a mother torn apart by pain
Crying for her son lying on a coffin

My life is blood
It's thousands of wounds
Resisting oppression and blows from the police
Who killed my friends while I did my thing

And to my sacred heart
I ask for the blessing
To take care of my children
In their lives so they don't
Have to bear the same marks I carry now

The fallen kids
I can't forget
The kids in jail
I can't forget

All the poverty
I can't forget
Discrimination
I can't forget

This injustice
I can't forget
All the suffering
I can't forget

It makes so much noise
I can't forget
This repression
I can't forget

I can't forget
I can't forget
I can't forget