Espia de Dios

Through the eye of good
Spies evil
Through the eye of evil
Spies good

In the cunning of the thief
I see necessity
In the nuance of tears goes
All happiness

Blind you go like a
Lamp of no one
Silly is your little being
Of duality

Give back to the people
What belongs to the earth
Only those who have no wings or feet
Crawl