Que No Decaiga
Once Tiros
Don't Let It Drop
Distrust Satan, Distrust Tata God
Distrust the garbage you see on television
State terrorism from satellites, in space
And there we go, straight to the moon
Although it's already bought, no doubt about it
And what does it matter if everyone wants to back out?
And what does it matter if they always complain?
Under another sky, I don't feel warmth
And if I die, I want to reincarnate
In this land that gives me warmth
Don't let it drop!, Don't let it drop!
Distrust also Allah, also Tutankhamun
And trust that every day your prison shrinks
Eyes closed seeking freedom, today they condemn you
And that's how we are, everything adds up
We keep dealing with this head's come-on
Head's come-on
There are piggy banks that no one can fill
There are joys that no one can reach
Evil is abundant, evil is abundant
Only here I find tranquility
