Hombre Con Alas
El Cuarteto de Nos
Man With Wings
(Who wants to see the man with wings lying on the train tracks?)
Let's go see the man, let's go
Let's go out, see if we can help him
Us, who always saw him
Us, who never flew
Words are just
Nothing but lies
The same ones who now shout
Attacked him mercilessly
Because from the day he flew
They crucified him cruelly
Condemning him for being different
Censoring him for being unequal, equal, equal
The highest one rose
So the voices wouldn't hear
That resentful choir
That wanted to bring him down, down, down (uh)
He's not an angel, no, no, no
Nor is he a God no-o-oh
He's not an illusion
He's just a man with wings
Flying above
The miseries
Of others
Look, what could have happened to him?
With what weapon did they defeat him?
If he was what we never were
If he was what we always dreamed
Lies again
There they will leave him
Because now he's like them
Because now he's just one more
They loved to criticize so much
They enjoyed offending so much
Inhuman aggressive clones
That didn't let him be or do, or do, or do
Or do what he loved
And with envy and disdain
They hurt his dignity
And he just let himself fall, fall, fall (uh)
He's not an angel, no, no, no
Nor is he a God no-o-oh
He's not an illusion
He's just a man with wings
Flying above
The miseries
Of others
(Who wants to see the man with wings lying on the train tracks?)
Those words were stones
Those words were bullets
It seems that now everyone mourns him
But no one does anything and there comes the train, there comes the train (uh)
He's not an angel, no, no, no
Nor is he a God no-o-oh
He's not an illusion
He's just a man with wings
Flying above
The miseries
Of others
He's just a man with wings
Flying above
The miseries
Of others
