Quítate Las Gafas
Melendi
Take Off Your Glasses
At the vertices of time, where reason dies
We should love each other, but we don't
We prefer to fight so as not to mix colors
Classes, beliefs, thoughts, religions
What do I care, who you pray to
Or which saints bless you
I only see the flowers
Not the color of their roots
Today the sky, in my struggle, is to forever remove
Those glasses that are used, to turn into people
Every person you see if I decide to call the different weird
It's because I don't want to see myself
I won't pay attention to thoughts, I'll just listen
To all their dirty attempts to judge you
All their complaints and insults, I'll turn them into pardons
Simply because they are not reality
What do I care, who you pray to
Or which saints bless you
I only see the flowers
Not the color of their roots
Today the sky, in my struggle, is to forever remove
Those glasses that are used, to turn into people
Every person you see if I decide to call the different weird
It's because I don't want to see myself
My enemy is simply and solely
The one who doesn't let me even recognize
That behind the smoke screen, I saw a sidereal consumption
You can't see it in a zenithal plane
What do I care, who you pray to
Or which saints bless you
I only see the flowers
Not the color of their roots
Today the sky, in my struggle, is to forever remove
Those glasses that are used, to turn into people
Every person you see if I decide to call the different weird
It's because I don't want to see myself
