Hijos de Caín

The Bible tells a story
That a terrible God dictated
The drama of two brothers
The Righteous and the Traitor

Abel mean and cowardly
The servant of his lord
Cain who did not enter the game
And who rebelled

I curse you
The voice of his judge thunders
Our Father
That deprived us of Eden

Cain broke with a gesture
His yoke of slavery
He fled from the relentless eye
He carried his own cross

Pursued
For breaking a law
That does not understand
And that does not count on him

You will suffer, you will die, this is his will
But there is still here
Sons of Cain
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

The Fugitive's Breed
It grew and multiplied
The sign that marginalizes them
It was never erased again

I curse you
The sons of Abel cry out
To the right
From his lord the power

You will suffer, you will die, this is his will
But there is still here
Sons of Cain
Oh!

Maybe we men are
At the same time Abel and Cain
Maybe one day I will destroy the darkness that is in me
Destiny is not marked at birth
I have chosen to be what I will always be
Son of Cain!
Sons of Cain!
Sons of Cain!
Sons of Cain!