I was born on a June day in '77
Planet Mercury and the year of the snake
A clear sign already tattooed on my forehead
that inside my mother's womb marked the next step
It made me cry without anesthetic on the gurney
My father only said it's Ana María
Yes, it would be the first cry that'd test me
Burning the wounds and giving me the battery
Back then I was like an open book
but I read the fine print of the text
like an architect building every effect
Right, wrong, I know to learn all about it
Knowing that some people want harm
Climbing each rung takes time, takes years
With my teddy watching the everyday
Drawings turned even winter into big summer
Dad gifted me under my insisting
Game, I tried blaming you and resistance
But in the neighborhood they set up the competition
and that's when I felt my first impotence
Everything that changes will make it different
In the year that the snake was born shh
Everything that changes will make it different
In the year that the snake was born shh
My adolescence was a bizarre stage
The body's a drum and the head a guitar
The narronato orchestra, nothing broken for the gaze
Of a girl who only carves swords
Hormone fired up, overpopulated, formless
where seasons shift you walk at crossroads
Each one is their dwelling, the bait was readied
The sacred devil-dance with pissed-off stare
My line, the truth, never looked for its chair
My search was a mere process of pure battery
Pupil of a poet that stamped our saliva
In the mountain range that watched the exit
The military parade of monotonous pace
Triggered my questioning, the voice sounded yes or no
My first rhyme that sounded and I enlisted
My search wasn't for me about stage stuff
It was something needed that already marked my flaw
So everything more than necessary
It was when I understood that everybody wants to be a corsair
Everything that changes will make it different
In the year that the snake was born shh
Everything that changes will make it different
In the year that the snake was born shh