Gigantes De Hierro
Red Wine
Iron Giants
Omens thrown into the wind
Foretell the end
Of a land full of life
Surrounded by blue
Deserts that are deep and vast
And its color is changing
IRON GIANTS THEY ARE
DEATH THEY WILL SPREAD
AND A BLANKET OF DARKNESS
WILL PUT AN END TO LIFE
Guardians instead of executioners
We should be
Of the great lake that surrounds us
That sees us grow
From its depths we will have to subsist
The light in the sea will extinguish
