El Leon
Resistencia Suburbana
The Lion
I woke up this morning, and I woke up
I washed my face, smoked and had breakfast
Then I thanked God
And went out for a walk
I started greeting everyone I passed
Many looked at me in amazement
Some greeted me warmly
There were also those who greeted me out of fear
The vast majority ignored me
Then I understood what was happening
We are separated by fear
That's why they shear us like sheep
That's why they mock us like cows
And I remembered the wise words of Larralde
The lion wouldn't have a mane if it let itself be sheared
The lion wouldn't have a mane
The lion wouldn't have a mane
The lion wouldn't have a mane if it let itself be sheared
I kept walking, kept singing
Kept greeting everyone I saw
When I reached the corner, I encountered
A police car
I looked at them and greeted both
They looked at me like a cat walking by
The kennel of a bulldog
They looked at me like a cat walking by
The kennel of a bulldog
Then I understood what was happening
We are separated by hatred
That's why they shear us like sheep
That's why they mock us like cows
And I remembered the wise words of Larralde
The lion wouldn't have a mane if it let itself be sheared
The lion wouldn't have a mane
The lion wouldn't have a mane
The lion wouldn't have a mane if it let itself be sheared
I kept walking, kept singing
Kept greeting everyone I saw
When I reached the corner, I encountered
A police car
I looked at them and greeted both
They looked at me like a cat walking by
The kennel of a bulldog
They looked at me like a cat walking by
The kennel of a bulldog
Then I understood what was happening
We are separated by fear
That's why they shear us like sheep
That's why they mock us like cows
And I remembered the wise words of Larralde
The lion wouldn't have a mane if it let itself be sheared
The lion wouldn't have a mane
The lion wouldn't have a mane
The lion wouldn't have a mane if it let itself be sheared
It wouldn't have a mane, it wouldn't have a mane
The lion wouldn't have a mane if it let itself be sheared
You wouldn't have a mane, you wouldn't have a mane
If it let itself be sheared...