Jesús De Chamberí
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Jesus of Chamberí
It was a cold April night
The sky was covered in shadows
The rain made love caressing Madrid
And the word became flesh and dwelt in Chamberí
From his deep sleep he woke up
Lying on a bench in the middle of the square
Wrapped in sheets of cold and cardboard
His anger on the surface and in his eyes the reason
In his eyes the reason
Listen to my word
A new commandment I give you
Topple the nations
With tolerance and blows of love
My kingdom is not of this world
And in my homeland the sun never sets
Where peace aborts, its borders are born
My army is instinct and the heart is the judge
My policy is freedom
I am the king of the oppressed
For every prisoner of conscience you imprison
You chain fear and ignorance to your skin
You chain fear and ignorance to your skin
Listen to my word
A new commandment I give you
Topple the nations
With tolerance and blows of love
In an alley
Sara sells her love
She rents AIDS until two
Praying to God to ease her pain
Her pain
Her pain
Flee from sex, says a preacher
Because it is evil and a source of sin
I leave you a new commandment: make love
And do not put doors in the field that I have not placed
As disciples, he chose twelve
Two prostitutes, five ex-convicts
Two black immigrants, and a Rock poet
Peter the vagabond and a young addict
A young addict
Listen to my word
A new commandment I give you
Topple the nations
With tolerance and blows of love
Listen to my word
A new commandment I give you
Topple the nations
With tolerance and blows of love
Listen to my word
A new commandment I give you
