La Sedia Vuota

Gentlemen come forward
I have a story to tell
I cry indignant dreams
Do not fear me
The skies do not make history
It's a true day I want to talk about
Look down in the streets
Here you will find the reasons

Disappeared in naked paths
He walks for days and evenings
Among laments in the void
In torment and poverty
Indignation is an idea that ignites
Among the ruins of false barriers
Ernesto has a confident look
And grows with the truth

Here in the cities people shout shout
They have kidnapped with hatred the sun of truth
But tell it to those who still do not know
Here is the weeping of a man dead for freedom

And you from above who preach
Watered down by ephemeral myths
Who sell love and life
For the remains of idiocy
The dream weeps for its children
And does not gather betrayed ideals
Walks among the people along the path of utopia

But where is the sun bearers of democracy?
They saw you throw it in the mud there with our utopia
We shout to you, traitors of truth
Above a flight thrown in the mud our city rises again