En La Ciudad Del Gran Río
Riff
In the City of the Great River
I'm from the lost city
That gave its life to want to be another;
Diagonals and avenues
Roar melodies of broken guitars.
There's no wall of lament here,
No tears for TV;
It's about another feeling,
Don't you see it?, Don't you see it?.
Around the white totem
Heretics and saints seem to say;
Today I want to be born and die
In the city of the great river!
Tribes of various colors,
New messengers of sin city;
They wander like dice fall,
In every way, like slaughtered.
With changes in the new ruins,
The TV nation wakes up;
There are new heroes and heroines,
Don't you see them?, Don't you see them?.
Around the white totem
Heretics and saints seem to say;
Today I want to be born and die
In the city of the great river!
Great river!
Tribes of various colors,
New messengers of sin city;
They wander like dice fall,
In every way, like slaughtered.
With changes in the new ruins,
The TV nation wakes up;
There are new heroes and heroines,
Don't you see them?, Don't you see them?.
Around the white totem
Heretics and saints seem to say;
Today I want to be born and die
In the city of the great river!
Great river!
Great river!
Great river!
