Se Cortó La Luz
La Chancha Muda
The Power Went Out
The power went out
And now we're all so turned around
So much kicking left the chain loose
Everyone is trapped
Caught in a web
Talking with you
Is like hitting a wall
Why doesn't anyone dare
To make a cut in the fabric?
Let the domes burn and flee in terror
I want to smash everything and always find a but
But the joke of art is to stir up the hornet's nest
It won't be in vain, all the battles we fight will save us
Like your fire when it engulfs everything, the air is yours and nothing else
The power went out
And now we're all so turned around
So much kicking left the chain loose
Everyone is trapped
Caught in a web
Talking with you
Is like hitting a wall
It won't be in vain, all the battles we fight will save us
Like your fire when it engulfs everything, the air is yours and nothing else
The air is yours!
Yours!
