El Club de Los Olvidados

The big nach, tito', false alarm
Hand in hand, it's the club of the forgotten

Look beyond the neighborhood
Try to open your eyes and escape the daily noise, please
Material things in your closet that you don't value
Easy life, that of the quick winner

Try sprinting against the abyss
And look into the eyes of those who no longer care
Like children of egocentrism and parents of materialism, we are accomplices
My raging pencils are not docile

Missiles, used like useless toys
By war kids controlled like puppets
Where are the leaders? The famous names? The Nobel Prize winners?
Dying for food, living among corpses

Luck, bad luck
Unavoidably touching the grim reaper's scythe
Constantly searching for love among the stones
Looking through bars at worlds of roses and pearls

Wanting to smell them, to have them, to own them
An impossible dream, for you it's out of reach
Life's randomness made you disposable
And for a piece of bread in your mouth, you forgive the unforgivable

Welcome to the club of the forgotten
Of those who are trapped
Welcome to the club of the forgotten
And of those exiled
Welcome to the club of the forgotten
Of those who live bound
Welcome to the club of the forgotten
Desperate

This time it's your turn to suffer, I know
A never-ending pressure in a world outside of you, poor thing
In spirit in its full bloom
And rich in the decay of health, like viruses, in situ
In society, I saw your coldness, like an igloo
For you, the sky is gray when it's blue
They forbid you to see the light, not the cross
Avalanche of feelings falls on your coffin in raw flesh
When you're still alive

Open wounds like identity derive
In dead-end streets created by those you imagine
Aznar, I know you wrote in Francoist newspapers
And so it goes, your politics incites evil

You, me, and almost everyone living here in times of crisis that drives many to crime
Doses, ingest, world of junkies
While you wonder, what did I not see or give for myself?

I don't know if I'm living reality or in a comic
I just know that Spain isn't doing well, that people are becoming less docile
Hostile like the cops when it comes to you
Even if you don't fit in with the mobile, you'll be useful, so be subtle

Don't let them turn you into a mannequin even if choosing you is hard
Everything is against you for being born in this rotten world where you weren't invited
And that's why you're a member of the club of the forgotten

Welcome to the club of the forgotten
Of those who are trapped
Welcome to the club of the forgotten
And of those exiled
Welcome to the club of the forgotten
Of those who live bound
Welcome to the club of the forgotten
Desperate

You have the earth at your feet, but it's too barren
It's too pale and not valid
The land God gave you, may He hear you and forgive you
But the Bibles brought by missionaries aren't edible

I don't know what the governments are aiming for, they can't stop it
They can't paint blue in this hell
The world is falling, and I can't even believe it
Thinking that maybe my grandchildren won't live to see it

I look into your eyes and read in your gaze
Wrong place in the wrong era
New world order, I'm still at the crossroads
I want to touch your hands, but I can't get anything

And if there's so much food, why are there babies crying?
And why, if there are so many of us, do so many people remain alone?
So tell me who controls our minds
Is it the Coca-Cola company or our presidents?

In hostile times, where nothing is predictable
The devil camouflaged in the asphalt is invisible
You'll search for your north, even if your life depends on it
Because hunger hits harder and misery is at your neck

Shameful living standards, that's how it goes
Where your end doesn't have a dignified tombstone to visit
A never-ending struggle in any form, it gives no other way than to dream of peaceful times to remember

If it exists, by the way of living, they'll divide you by a thousand until you become nothing
A lost shadow among others
Thanks to this hypocritical society, half dumb and the other half a burden
A world behind bars, before your eyes it's under construction, in shadows

It gets worse
The sphere evaporates and thus the atmosphere is shit, right?
If it makes you sad and nauseous
Look, it's not new here
It's like murdering after signing a peace treaty
Look up at the sky, shift your icy gaze
Seek feelings, a "I love you," and not something material

Welcome to the club, welcome to the club, welcome to the club of the forgotten
Welcome to the club, welcome to the club, welcome to the club of the forgotten