Where are we going to
The vans, the cars and the bicycles?
Certainties turned inside out, war commerce
What a shitty legacy...
More than a billion Chinese people
Godless, they go on their march
And many others, barefoot, making shoes
For nobles and rats
An oil cloud rises from the ground
Smelling like burnt sulfur
Messing up with the air
And other barbarities
I want a total change
A brilliant idea
Science and love in favor of the future
I want a light in the dark
I beg peace to the sons of Abraham
I want Gandhi in his best version
And I won't lack anything
And you won't lack anything
And I won't lack anything
And you won't lack anything
Where are the boats headed to?
The men and their trails
Their sons and daughters in misery?
Peaks1 in the artery
The lost beggar women
Almost driven insane
Share a cold night with the drags2
The mothers and the carriers
Little girls with blood in their mouths
And in the middle of their legs
Being fucked in the middle of the night
Teethless and without milk3
I want respect, the rightful humans
Making us think
About the pillars of a new age
That won't be a chimera
I beg peace to the sons of Abraham
I want Gandhi in his best version
And I won't lack anything
And you won't lack anything
And I won't lack anything
And you won't lack anything
1. Probably pressure ones2. Drag queen: Men who dress as woman3. This line probably mentions children who are prostituted at such an young age that their breasts are empty