King Kong de Vidrio

He gets up in the mornings
Awkwardly prepares
He barely manages to eat breakfast

The intercity bus awaits
Impatient with his agenda
To get to school early

Friends, drawings
Disgusts and recreation
It certainly creates a new atmosphere
And the teacher, the dictations
The tasks and the rising Sun
It would make anyone sleepy

His unfinished task
He spent the day at home
The correction puts it wrong

The lion's roar
That your future prepared
He won't leave him alone

The Sun is setting
And he is just leaving, he arrives very tired from work

Dream of colored lights
More singing traffic lights
And a friendly driver who will give you

The tip of a lifetime
With which he and his family
They will travel in a new car
Beyond the stars
Where life is very good
And silver no longer exists
But more when waking up
With the harsh reality
Having to put on the apron

Show off your juggling skills
To the cars and the streets, so that he can earn his bread

He, scared of death
Although tired of life
They create their frustration and anger
If we are all aprons
And we always attend classes
Why are there better lives than mine?
There are too many questions
And the answers are almost non-existent
Nobody proposes a solution

Until one day he decides
And very bravely he goes
To create bread at its best

Nobody wants to see through your eyes
Nobody wants to see the world through your eyes

A glass King Kong then emerges
What's behind the bullet?
What is hidden behind that armor?

A glass King Kong then emerges
Over the years
Humiliated and oppressed