Como un martillo en la pared [English translation]

Who named us judge

Jury and executioner?

Who gave us the power to know

What is trivial and what is profound?

What is the elevated motive

That moves our acts?

I know that it's impossible that envy

Has stained so many hands

But it could happen

Everything could happen

History repeats itself

One time and again

Like a hammer on the wall

It's already not important who threw

The first stone

But the following ones buried

My soul from head to toe

In the doors of a new era

That makes everyone free

I know that it's impossible that my liberty

Not be inconceivable

But it could happen

Everything could happen

History repeats itself

One time and again

Like a hammer on the wall

It could happen

Everything could happen

History repeats itself

One time and again

Like a hammer on the wall

Like a shot through the back

Emptying the cartridge

One time and again

Like a hammer on the wall