Guerra Al Silencio

We are zeros to the left
By name seated
We are strange creatures
Writing by your side
We are lovers
Of caged love
We are that miracle
Your radio longed for

We are the fresh sage
Of this agitated party
The mic comes alive
When jealousy awakens
We have a task
We rhyme to the deserted
And wintry sadness
That thickens our world

And here I am
Waging war against silence until dawn
And here I am
I want to feel you fighting until dawn

You feel, reggae music
Rebel guerrilla for the fish swimming against the current
Come, among so many people
You lack humming truths and in the streets they are already scared
Urban guerrilla, seed of the park
That make the roots of the giant trees
Move away, they put you on the train
Heading towards the conformism of ways of being
To be or to seem, solution to go crazy
Not to bite the hook of those who want to eat me
I prefer to fly, to then fall
Than to live like everyone conforming themselves to see

And here I am
Waging war against silence until dawn
And here I am
I want to feel you fighting until dawn

This warm, fast verse
Goes from my voice to your reason
Represents the guerrilla that soon expands the fusion root
I, harmoniously march
I put part of my fundamental imagination
I suppose, for the lack of control
I come out of doubts, I come with my fleet, I handle well the
Downtown of the good route
Not destination, I accelerate the speed of the time of life
Inside me
I carry a probe for when there is no way out

And here I am
Waging war against silence until dawn
And here I am
I want to feel you fighting until dawn