Santiago USA

Stand by my side,
Don’t hide your culture
If you don’t want to live here
You’re just trash
An impulsive lover of a language that’s not ours
Unaware, repressed
You believe everything they show you

My city is called
Santiago U.S.A.
My city is called
Santiago U.S.A.
The walls embrace
Neon colors
That speak and silence
Messages you don’t understand
It’s the end, it’s the beginning
Of such a naive idea
How long will you idolize
What comes from outside
Just because it comes from outside!

My city is called
Santiago U.S.A.
My city is called
I live in Santiago U.S.A.