Two, four.
I want important positions
where the world is decided
to be assigned only to women
mothers of children
I would be so curious to see
if within their decisions
they would be able to forget their future
The roof of our expectations is so low that we could even touch it
The average life of a prospect is an electoral campaign
The environment is not just an atmosphere
A scourge in the hands of those who remain
And the stone on which our ass rests is the master of the party
They say they were giants
The first men to walk on the moon
For this reason,
perhaps at the time,
there was no need for such great mistakes
There was no need
To
sacrifice a god of few pounds
To pay it with silence because
You have to progress but
It's like a tree that grows in the opposite direction
The roots lost in the air
And the head hidden
And instead what concerns you
What concerns you
Like what concerns him
What concerns you
If we are all handcuffed together
To the same bomb
Pro
Unfall
For now,
for now, for now
Just once,
one by one,
one by one
Until a turning point
Hay el nuestro culo, el padro del festival