From my land I tell my friends
That as the planet is going it seems that we do not learn
That for the silver it is said that the monkey dances
But thirst and hunger are not quenched by money
From my land I tell my friends
That at the end of the world it seems that we do not arrive
It's time to think about our children
Don't come back a hundred years to see if we understand it
That we do not take care of anything of this land
Always wanting to be what we are not
See that history is like a great cinerama
Say your part of the scene
Look in the mirror we are all races
And the house is all the earth
From my land I tell my friends
That everything that happens here is old business
That everyone claims to defend the most beloved
And it comes back and repeats that they take us as assholes
That we do not take care of anything of this land
Always wanting to be what we are not
See that history is like a great cinerama
Say your part of the scene
Look in the mirror we are all races
And the house is all the earth
It seemed that it was fate
The things that happen to us are not going to change
Better travel quietly dear dad
Because everything in life goes back to its place
It seemed that it was fate