Blues Cardíaco

To be a polite guy
they made me study
they sent me to a private school
and then to a beautiful industrial one.
And yet I didn't learn anything
And yet I didn't learn anything
but despite everything, I found my place.

To be a good citizen
they taught me to march
not to look sideways
and to follow the rataplan.

And yet I lost the beat
And yet I lost the beat
but despite everything, I found my place.

To savor life
they told me to work
to feel the cold in my hands
and hear my back breaking.

And yet nothing was worth anything
yet nothing is worth anything
but despite everything, I found my place.

Stickers, medals, and diplomas
this system didn't know how to make me fall in love
but time doesn't pass in vain
and life only served me to find a place
and rot in my Rock 'n' Roll