Dios de Lo Cobre

When the sound of the bang bang
Can't drown out the cries of the poor
When those who have no bread
Are already screaming, my God, take it from them

We’re all the same
I mean, it seems like we are
In the way we pray to God
In the way we fool God
And in the way we deceive with God.

(recited)
"I want equality in school
Where the little brown boy
The Indian and the white kid
Learn the same 'A'
Not equality in church
Because there you can see
A man sitting on
A bench with his name
After stepping on another man
After stepping on a thousand men
Wanting to cleanse his soul
Saying: God forgive me"

When the sound of the bang bang
Can't drown out the cries of the poor
When those who have no bread
Are already screaming: my God, take it from them

When we get out of poverty
When we get out of poverty

(recited)
"The Pope came to Colombia
The first to kiss his hand
Was an oligarch, sir
And Camilo the priest
The one who didn’t fool God
In one pocket of his robe
A book of Saint Thomas Aquinas
And in the other, in the left one
A book by Karl Marx
He sought the equality
To offer it to God"

A new society
Without private schools
Without estates and
Without bosses

(recited)
"And Camilo the priest
The one who didn’t fool God
He died covered in flies
And do you know who killed him?
It was the one who defended
The same one who kissed the Pope
When he got off the plane"

When the sound of the bang bang
Can't drown out the cries of the poor
When those who have no bread
Are already screaming:
Your God and my God take it from them.