Tempestades de Sal
Sés
Salt Storms
In this land that makes a will
That welcomes the regrets and encourages forgetting
Infected with usurious blood
Modern bosses, patrons of evil
I live within a lot of area
Dyed with pitch that does not clean the sea
With the hope of catching my breath
To see the moment to set us free
But we are still here
Enduring salt storms
Resisting the violence of hands
Of those snakes and dogs that want to silence us
Companions in the dreams of Eden
An island in the middle of the sea
That illuminate the blackest mourning
Who forgets exile and the fear of fighting
When the marks are engraved with iron
And pain and sorrow don't let us smile
The hardships go beyond hunger
The identity that helps to live is missing
Only the noise of anger is calmed
With the strength that burns in the throat when screaming
We want to heal the rift
Forget the sadness and start again
But we are still here
Enduring salt storms
Resisting the violence of hands
Of those snakes and dogs that want to silence us
Companions in the dreams of Eden
An island in the middle of the sea
That illuminate the blackest mourning
Who forgets exile and the fear of fighting
In this land that makes a will
That welcomes the regrets and encourages forgetting
Infected with usurious blood
Modern bosses, patrons of evil
I live within a lot of area
Dyed with pitch that does not clean the sea
With the hope of catching my breath
To see the moment to set us free
But we are still here
Enduring salt storms
Resisting the violence of hands
Of those snakes and dogs that want to silence us
Companions in the dreams of Eden
An island in the middle of the sea
That illuminate the blackest mourning
Who forgets exile and the fear of fighting
But, but, but we're still here
Enduring salt storms
Resisting the violence of hands
Of those snakes and dogs that want to silence us
Companions in the dreams of Eden
An island in the middle of the sea
That illuminate the blackest mourning
Who forgets exile and the fear of fighting
