Desde Mi Ventana
Machuca
From My Window
Every morning, through my window
If I look outside, a huge smoke
My eyes sting, that's why I close them
When I see industries, I have no more worries
Their cement homes
Empty families inside
Every day consumed
My hands sink slowly
Their apparent homes, the empty family lies, yeah!
Every morning through my window
Brick by brick, I scan with my eyes
If I look down, I stumble upon the sidewalk
Upwards, buildings darken our lives
Their cement homes
Empty families inside
Every day consumed
My hands sink slowly
Their apparent homes
The empty family lies, yeah!
Their cement homes
Empty families inside
Every day consumed
My hands sink slowly
Their apparent homes
The empty family lies, yeah!
Every morning, from my window, from my window
