She was a plastic girl, one of those that I see around
Those who when they're aroused,they sweat Chanel No.3
Who dream about marrying a doctor
because he can support them better
They won't talk to anyone who is not their equal
Unless it's whats-his-name
They are pretty, thin, well-dressed
With an aloof look and a fake laugh
He was a plastic boy, one of those that I see around
With a comb in his hand and a face of "it wasn't me"1
One of those who in the course of a conversation
argue what brand of car is better
Those who prefer not to eat
For the appearances they need to have
to look elegant so they can pick up
a plastic girl
What a loser
They were a plastic couple, those that I see around
He thinks only of money
She in Paris fashions
Pretending to be who they're not
Living in a world of pure illusion
Telling their five-year old son
Don't play with children of a different color
Drowning in debt to keep up
their social status in a wedding or hotel
What a loser
It was a plastic city, those that I don't want to see
With cancerous buildings and a heart of tinsel
Where the dollar rises instead of the sun
Where nobody laughs, where nobody cries
People with faces of polyester
That hear without listening and look without seeing
People selling out for comfort,
their reason for being and their freedom
Hey latino, hey brother, hey friend
Never sell your destiny for gold nor convenience
Never rest, because we still have a long way to go
Let us all go forward so that together we can terminate
With the ignorance that brings us those with influences,
With imported standards that are not the solution.
Don't let yourself be fooled,
Look for the basis and its reason.
Remember, the faces are seen
But never the heart.
Don't let yourself be fooled,
Look for the basis and its reason.
Remember, the faces are seen
But never the heart.
Remember, the faces are seen
And never the heart.
The faces are seen, the faces are seen, yeah, but never the heart
From dust we come and to dust we'll return as the song says
The faces are seen, the faces are seen, yeah, but never the heart
Remember that plastic melts in full sun
The faces are seen, the faces are seen, yeah, but never the heart
Bubirubidubirubi
Bubirubidubirubi
The faces are seen, the faces are seen, yeah, but never the heart
Study, work, and be people first, there is the salvation
The faces are seen, the faces are seen, yeah, but never the heart
But look, look, don't be fooled, look for the basis and its reason
The faces are seen, the faces are seen, yeah, but never the heart
Forward, forward, forward, forward and we'll so we'll continue
being united
And in the end we will win
The faces are seen, the faces are seen, yeah, but never the heart
But ladies and gentlemen
(the faces are seen)
In the midst of plastic is also seen the faces of
hopes
(the faces are seen)
The faces of pride can be seen that work for a
Latin America united
(the faces are seen)
And for a tomorrow of hope and of liberty
(the faces are seen)
Seen are the faces of labor and sweat
(the faces are seen)
Of people of flesh and blood who didn't sell out
(the faces are seen)
Of people working looking for a new path
(the faces are seen)
Proud of their heritage and of being latino
(the faces are seen)
Of a race united like Bolivar had dreamed about
(the faces are seen)
Spread it around...
Panamá, Present
Puerto Rico, Present
México, Present
Venezuela, Present
Perú, Present
Dominican Republic, Present
Cuba, Present
Costa Rica, Present
Colombia, Present
Honduras, Present
Ecuador, Present
Bolivia, Present
Argentina, Present
Nicaragua, Present
The neighborhood, Present
The corner...
1. Puts on an innocent face