Nada Mudou

She gives me a kiss on the forehead
And wants me to have a nice day
But if I want I can see in the streets
Lords and slaves, nothing is real

Everyone tells me good morning
Every day is always the same
Children beg from the car window
Even on Christmas nights

Oh, oh, oh, oh, nothing has changed

If she wants the seventh heaven
She'll have to climb step by step
The best moments in the world
Are not headlines in the newspaper

The old men play checkers in the square
Teachers of all kinds of pain
Pretending to hide the lack
Of living a great love