jueves, 29 de abril de 2010

True privileged

*She´s got skin painted of caramel
Her big eyes has pierced me
Her sadness has condemned me
And however I loved her without to think about*

I´m thirtysix years old
A cross I thought had vanquished me
And a whole generation blinded by ambition
I´m a guy that have only searched for survive
But for my wife´s people…

I´m a lucky man for having been born in this privileged place
(Filled up with ignorance)
It hurts me to see how our governments
Made unprivileged kids hate their lands
For being unable to feed them

My Maribel…
*Chorus

She talk with hatred about her country
But it´s sadness and fury what´s reflected in her eyes
Sadness about the poverity there is
And fury about they let it that way

*Chorus

After some months came the police to home
And snatched me her away from my arms
Saying she´s not one of the privileged ones

*Chorus

It ain´t worthy to live who don´t stake everything
I´ve grabbed all my things and left that privileged place
So they put all of their ambition into their asses
And I ran behind my Maribel that…

*Chorus

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