Al Patíbulo
Machuca
To the Gallows
Look at me, I'm tired
Of all the mud that's here
Feel the sin of the time that makes us think
The end is always sad
Stranger in time
I move forward blindly, not looking back
This is a silent journey
Mistakes, fears, and fear gave me clarity
No, there is no power
There is no rule, there is no duty
Unconsciously we learn, seeking to grow
I didn't understand the fear of recovering
What was lost
Oh
That morning
The final order came
I hope and want to shoot
Like a tree feels the axe hitting
The dead memories flood me with pain
Like piercing sobs
Of a tomorrow that never came
Oh
There is no power, there is no rule
There is no duty
Unconsciously we learn
Seeking to grow
I didn't understand the fear
Of recovering
What was lost
