Abrazado A La Tristeza

I went out into the street
Embraced by sadness
I saw what no one looks at
And it made me feel ashamed and sorry
The inconsolable cries
Strangle the throats
The hunched elderly
Seem like the earth is calling them

Justice is arrested
By order of greed
The money that saves you
Is the same that kills
Don't give me more hopes
I know it's all lies
Sacks full of holes
To keep the joy

It's a pity that valor
Is admired in battle
Thank goodness that with rifles
Words are not killed

Thank goodness that with rifles
Words are not killed